CLOUDY YET SUNNY

silenced screams, the courtyard's voiceless
no silver shadow hits the drive
empty now, forevermore
remember nights at five?
in magic morning dew
when you came in doubt,
without a clue
tv reality
and dances in
provincial towns
you jog round
there is something, you said
a substitute for love
is a bark around the corner
mourner
pulling back
in standby position
for the rest of time
for recognition