In the marbled reception hall I received a three band gold ringfrom mark. a token of esteem. running through ghost closet locker roomsto hide from peterwho has fallen to the old cold stone
Rwheezing and emitting a seemingly endless flow of ectoplasmic white goo from ears and mouth. a wind rushes through the hallwhistles as it breezes through the narrow slits in the green locke
Rs. I hide in one of thesenumber thirteen.
Barely concealed but hopeful
Blackout
Blackout!
I will clinb this high wall
In rememberance of clancy
To regain or re-earn my life
As I died just a flicker of an eyelid ago
The wall has many holes
And many foot pieces to fasten to
The wall is dangerousand this is my penance
My penance and my task
I did it once and they wondered
Yet I need to goonce more around
Up breathtakingly
Across rigidly
Down easily — and foolishly
I endeavoured again
To climb the wall in vain
And capture back my chain
Of lillies and remains
Of lillies and remains
Of lillies and remains