If only just one other hears the purpose, the dreams, even fears Innermost thoughts to share they yearn for light of day, this breath does burn Longing grows desperate through years seeks a kindred who then appears Someone to get us, to discern, for light…

With rolling gait to last throughout the day On cobblestones trod many times before The copper’s beat, that old familiar way On night patrol, in company with Law The titles to my name are so much sham For making idiots react with awe My mirror…