The Herrings' Adieu (Striding Akimbo)
Mortar, crust of lies
Heavy with hate and deception
True portent of the earth's great size
And of its lack of alibis
Conception of the rule of water
Such, beyond the dream
Deep in the night's green solitude
Listening for the silent scream
That rakes the very pit of Man
Expression of the depths of anguish
Quiet, the restless roar
Sudden above the symphony
Written by a witless bore
mired in dreams of epiphany
Where we mortals can but languish
Tall, beside my midget wife
Lost in the dust of centuries
Lengthy as an adder's life
Slivered by the paring knife
In the scenes of endless slaughter
Start each stanza with a joke
End the era with a croak
Croak
Like last time
Choke -- there is no time.
| Contributors: | P, KT, Roland, TG, The Agent Apsley, Elizabeth. |
| Poem finished: | 23rd November 1999. |