This Day - 5

Sandalled feet shuffle the the coil amongst the receiver stalks And now coil crosses a lonely beam an infinite space and a lonely beam Glance the window dressing to see who follows One does; one does not Move to the corner past the NEED women who wear faces of mimes and turn to the left Osmose parchment from Christians and terrorists It is the happy hour, says one Praise Jesus, says one

Not since the the room was given its view   or the man his ultimatum Not since the smile of innocence   twisted to a sneer Not since the immortal composed   the sonata Not since the rye was made   safe for children Not since the liverpool lads Indeed not since the   cruxifiction Not since the deity called   for light Not since these has one man Not since these has one lover Not since these has one poet Not since these has one day   glistened with such promise

This day This moment teetering on the brink of the next