Monday, 11 January 2010

SOMETHING TO BE LEAVING.

Get me a button,
Get me a board,
Get me a sequence of switches.
Wire up a glutton,
Wire up a hoard,
Wire up a round world of riches.

Pass me the package,
Pass me the phone,
Pass me the president’s number.
Tie up the message,
Tie up the tone,
Tie up the eternal incumbent.

Find me a minute,
Find me a day,
Find me a view of salvation.
Shut up the synod,
Shut up their prey,
Shut up and await your damnation.

Carry me onwards,
Carry me high,
Carry my garland before me.
Fix up asunder,
Fix up the sky,
Fix up in the manner of morphine.

Remember me always,
Remember me still,
Remember the things I did for you.
Nail up the doorways,
Nail up my will,
Nail up your Kings I implore you.

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