Fantastic Tabletop Of Suction
Rebuke, like gossip from the sun
Confounds this nether sphere
And spawns renewèd fear
And, since it cannot be undone
The little we achieve
Is all that can be seen
But when we kneel before the One
The little we believe
Unwinds the silken sleeve
Contributors: | P, Roland, Apsley, TG, loaf. |
Poem finished: | 27th November 2000. |