The Claws Of A Crayfish

Wear away your heart – tear it apart

Deep inside your head – broken in shreds

Back behind your eyes – emptiness lies

The claws of a crayfish, it's true

Pose little threat to a shrew

But we're lost in a blizzard of sound

In hard armoured words we are drowned

Hard armoured words we were clucking

Like birds having heard but deferred

Until the worst had occurred

You and I were talking, at least I tried

You and I were walking

But you seemed to slide

Something was pulling you out of my life

Something was waiting

Inciting you to hide

Are you free?