Currently Untitled

Right, I wasn't going to post this originally but when I mentioned this to Will he was determined that I should; basically, it's a poem inspired by Doctor Who (for anyone living under a rock, it's the Sci-Fi drama on BBC1) . I don't know what made me write it, but write it I did.

You turn back to time
And to where she'll take you next.

You're the lonely traveler,
A man with no finish point

Just the journey,
Saving Earth from our next enemy.

A twitch of a bow tie,
And a manic disposition.

Diamond eyes,
Are you gone again?

Leaving me to wait again,
Because it's getting old.

But I suppose I should've know;
I could never land a Doctor.