kyrie eleison: war

I知 walking through Sefton Park
kicking up leaves. Through the cool a poplar sways
as I hide in the yew-tree痴 dark.
I知 not watching the news today.

In each local shop, they say hello.
I meet friends along the way.
They say my name wherever I go.
I知 not watching the news today.

I知 out at Freshfield, walking the beach,
wrecking my shoes in Liverpool Bay,
striding into the sky. Out of reach.
I知 not watching the news today.

We lie together. It wasn稚 planned
and there are no words that I can say.
Lost in your eyes, lost to your hand.
No, I知 not watching the news today.

By copland smith