The Spoonbill Generator

Diaspora With Noodles

Now is the time for Algood men [Apsley]

Whose nosebleeds make their mark [loaf]

To say at last the last Amen [Apsley]

And wither in the dark [Roland]

For they, unlike the Beta strain, [Apsley]

(to haemorrhage immune) [Roland]

Can pray for dark in dark's domain [fester]

Nor meet their end too soon [Roland]

They wrap their trousers round their necks [fester]

Their socks around their thighs [Roland]

For he bears all, who bare expects [fester]

To live before he dies [Roland]

What thoughts must echo in their minds [fester]

Or spill from pulsing veins? [loaf]

What passions surge for citrus rinds, [Apsley]

When mortal vision wanes? [Roland]

When they come to the bed of death [fester]

They find, instead, the wall - [Apsley]

Where they gasp their last gasp of breath - [fester]

A kind goodnight to all [Roland]

Contributors: Apsley, loaf, Roland, fester.
Poem finished: 8th January 2002.