Going through the motions, keeping up the pace
It’s all a façade, I’m wearing a brave face
An evening with Roddy Doyle ensues
A welcome distraction to hopefully lift my blues.
A glass of wine leaves me feeling queasy
My stomach is upset & my head is uneasy
Questions & answers drift over my head
The best place for me in this state is my bed.
Approaching Summer Solstice, this evening is so bright
I retreat to my room & pull the curtains tight
My mood has catapulted into the deep
There’s no escape for me tonight but sleep.
Faith In The Ripple Effect 