Driving without lights

We would listen to Evensong in the Cathedral -

The boys' voices were like sweet tongued birds flying to heaven -

Later, we would walk across the Close - 

The two of us, with our dreams, our Balkan Sobranie cigarettes -

Our love of The Doors -

Jim Morrison singing this is the end -

Talking about Shelley - 

Watching the moon caught in the trees - 

Thinking these days were forever - 

Jumping into the car filled with smoke - 

Driving without lights -

October 2025