memorial of the war of the rose

We all line up to see lover’s tower

Look! The clock always broken

The crows always like soldiers

A picture here, a picture there

For the postcards from lover’s tower

They gather dust in new corners every hour

Frozen time, stuck in lost power

Look! The window always open

The wind always bothering the bones

And everywhere, dead sentiment rots

Like drooping roses, reeks and festers

With the lost cause

A picture here, a picture there

For the boys who won the war

Stuck with tired lazy grins

But not laughing anymore

We all line up to see lover’s tower

Killing time, killing eternity

Hour after hour