claustrophobic cloak of night
envelops all remaining will
and saps the light once held within
I lie confined in silence, still.
...
Down a lonely track,
fittingly at the end,
beside a watery hollow,
from whence this piece was penned,
...
As a child I could reason the simplest of things
Soon I knew how the World ought to be
I could argue my point with the reason of youth
Truth as only such youth could agree
...
Come to me my lover,
come to me with blind eyes,
...
And firm upon that lofty perch
He cried amongst the gulls
...
It's incumbent upon us you know
We sane gentlemen
...
Jayne Fontaine was not to blame
It was surely Auntie Mable
That let the baby crack its head
Under the kitchen table
...
Evil drew, the dagger held
As drawn too was her breath
And held there by the chill of fate
She face a certain death
...