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Saturday, 28 December 2024

Somehow In Breathy Credit

Oh

Everything is loud and mercantile 

A messy house of reptiles

Shedding careless

Stop

Underneath the sultry sighing sun awhile

The paradigm unfolds

Incessant 


Oh

Sit and feel the undulations 

We approach the early

Evening dauntless

Cause

We have conquered tribulations 

Scrambled by fear

We rose nonetheless 


So

Ask not why them not us, why now, cause

Logic has nothing

To do with it

Or

Reason or rationale force 

Book learning to something

Beyond that 


Oh

We call across the passion skies, hands up

To shout your

Names out

But

Sine waves and sawtooth lives cannot

Create continuation 

From the casket


And

Belief in anything is worse than life

With scar struck

Projects

The

Prospect of capital or kisses or god

With all his magic

Merits


Oh

The day is cooling now, and still 

We seem to be somehow

In breathy 

Credit

Oh

The joint end's orange glow 

Mirrors a sunset 

If you bless it


So

For all those we have lost we offer a scraggly toast

With voices wracked

And ragged

For

With life comes the cost of its damning aftermath's

Heavy toll and its 

Cold dagger


Oh

Memory unreliable

Moments quite conflatable

But this all happened 

And

That we could exist at all together is incredible

A time tapered

Revelation 


So

Amidst all the bigotry we scaled the hill of dignity

Unassuming 

After a fashion 

Oh

We had our time in the city. Unending nights of fantasy 

Hackled back to reality 

A crushing crash land


Oh 

Karma's call seductive brings a tissued veneer 

Through which we see 

There is no pattern

And

Decades destructive kill qings and kings, 

Whichsoever queers 

The vast illusion


So sing:

If, if we are still here,

If here to sit must we:

Then maybe, finally,

With

Tired time detained an cuffed,

A darkest blue for us:

Let there be love.


And love there was.



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