When we jump off from all we know

When we jump off from all we know

So slowly we are breaking
so sad in our descent
that we must meet again
in the quiet sunshine of a London morning.

We continue along this drive
spare to see home
the slow creak of the door
so many houses we go though
phases of childhood
extreme socialisms
wishing to fit it all in
the tiny room of one house.

Ordering things in such a manner
for the weeks and days to come
when things will be calm again.

Packing to leave
a life that is half through
happy gazes, iced faces
and glowing cakes
now that we know them.

We have many places to leave
soon to have one
to come home to.

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