The
time between wanting desire runs down
Absolute
limbo the death of a clown
Emotional
cancer creeping in crystals
Is
malady's answer
She’s
buried in pustules
Of
gangrenous canker
Waiting
for phone calls waiting for bliss
Waiting
for new balls for kicks for a kiss
Waiting
for heroes for champions for ever
Waiting
like moonbeams for a break in the weather
Waiting
in Waitrose waiting in vain
Waiting
and wanting to wash the disdain
Waiting
on meantime enharboured in glass
Waiting
for teatime for the end of the class
Waiting
at check outs at bus stops the docs
Waiting
in prison for top of the pops
Waiting
for letters for Jesus for answers
Waiting
for wages like cripples and dancers
Waiting
for sod all for nothing for nowt
Waiting
for Rambo to bail us all out
Waiting
for heroes for champions for ever
Waiting
like moonbeams for a break in the weather
Treason
seduction infamy’s glamour
The
pinpoint destruction of yesterday’s clangor
Consequence
is the servant of lethargy
Some
may call it karma
All
we are is energy
And
violence is our father
The
time between wanting
Is
hunger’s fresh field
We’re
carting in circles
With
nothing to yield
If
we don’t get an answer
We
won’t know how to feel
Waiting
for re-birth for appointments for rain
Waiting
for promotion dismissal the train
Waiting
for waiting for godot for ghosts
Extolled
to this wanting - I’m dying and lost.
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