The wave hits the beach,. writing words on the sand -. to the academic man,. this could be the answer..... In fact, it's no more than a hunch;. still we try to eat it....
Here at the glass - all the usual problems,. All the habitual farce.. You ask, in uncertain voice, what you should do. As if there were a choice. . But to carry on miming the song.
I remember what it felt like at seventeen,. I was a cat, a snake, a lizard, a mouse;. still got an interest in the limousine. and a spouse and a brat,.
(Hammill). . ... You're so young, you're so here, so gone,. so old, so near, so wrong,. such a drag so queer, so strong, so.... to be told.. Such a drag to be told....
Letters in pencil, some of them as heavy as lead,. as dated as carbon, as black as coal,. but burning as red.. Clues faintly stencilled: the message,.
Oh, the Sisters of Blindness. From the Convent of the Broken Heart,. They want to smother it with kindness,. They want to tear it all apart.. And there's a rock of sterile virtu'.
You're so young, you're so here, so gone,. So old, so near, so wrong,. Such a drag, so queer, so strong, so.... To be told.. Such a drag to be told.
Frozen moment, cold blood time:. the Iguana lady is saying goodbye..... She's not quite ready, she wants to stay,. she wants to be perfect, but not in the way..
Lacking sleep and food and vision. Here I am again, encamped upon your floor,. Craving sanctuary and nourishment,. Encouragement and sanctity and more..
"Well what's the harm?. It's good clean fun.... why don't you just. go on and have another one?. When there's hanky-panky in the. boardroom, wooly-bully on the farm,.