Idol/Ideal

Cigarette smoke cooly caresses air
As steel sparks perform pirouettes.
Tannoy talk drifts through departure board dreams
As you sink into sepia moments.

Watch a man pace platform seventeen
The night train his escape from fear.
Those romantic hopes and far aspirations
To your heart are held so, so dear.

The carriage careers into the inky black
Into dark cinematic fantasy.
You watch the TV from your tear stained pillow
Next to plastered collages of fancy.

Idol/Ideal
He'll be your sweetened pill
An escape from the boredom/the bedroom.

Idol/Ideal
Flings himself on the rails
Knowing well, you will immortalise him.

I'd rather be anywhere else but here
Rather rock with the railway cradle.
I live for the celluloid, polished veneer
Of a fresh faced matinee idol.