Fright Lined Dining Room

You thrive on dancing in our laps

Before the more familiar chaps

Who know the curtain leads to feverever

We watched the womaniser cry

And in the last sip you and I

Declared we might require a breather

I am the truth's true truant

I can feign excitement

Fluently as solid as I can busk shock

With well presented merriment

And I know all too well

I shouldn't break the key off in the lock

And the tumble splits the fray

Revealing silk and fit

In the fright lined dining room

Throw a gaze towards them while they feast

The days drag their heels

When you're not there to crack the whip

And the weeks wait to burst like a sachet of brats

The old pantomime villian follows my coat

And he hides where it hangs and he spies through the slats

And meanwhile in the desert's only costume shop

The cowels hide and wait to rot away

The identities of the willing

So I'm back to sugar in the night

Rocketing shutter doors despite

The shop not opening for hours

You can itch, flap and whistle

And try to avoid the top

As I scribbled over dribble

You were snoring, showing off

The tumble splits the frays

Revealing silk and fit

In the fright lined dining room

Throw a gaze towards them while they feast