A Leak In The Safe

Please no applause
This a solemn moment

Go ahead question
It all you like
It won’t change things
I wave no magic wand
I’m just the how

Let’s exercise our options
Right here on the table
Cemetery Road like a leg trap
We’re all yoked to the Lord

Anybody else
Think this
Is funny

A kitten on the tiles in
Gilded cocktail slippers
A being of another order
Like a clown through
A paper hoop who
Uses her as a pythoness
As she dances the moon dance
Very far from make believe
With all her kick and go
Bit too much of the good thing
That heralds the coming of
A mode of consciousness

Let’s cut a dash for once
Improve out of sight Run off the rails
Have a rootle round Become adept at skipping
Be right according to our lights Sound good value
Pursue stormy emotions Stir out of all reason
Make a fearful shindy in the narrow street
Like something strayed from the greenwood
Hang onto our coattails We’ll do the best we can
As we adventure into slipshod garishness
Out of our hats at any moment We’ll
Wear the things that kill us dead
Till the last monk dies