Gotham Pastures

Tollerton (Revisited)

1.
I am too big for the front room, see
Afraid of its mirror
And methodically take off my head
Placing it on the silver elliptic tray.
But it was only ablenkung
Why yesterday, Old Nick
Played a record of loneliness to me
The devil my friend then,
So methinks, my God,
Is this my final day?
Then just for one moment
I see myself under the bridge
Exactly between cities.
Then costumed
From Newtown, see.
Verbluffend, you said
Penetration
Of transperant bodies
Being in you,
Literally
And below the belt
A gift is poison,
Ein Lebensaenderung!

2.
Now I am,
Stern on the wings of an angel
Heading for the nearest church
For Martyrdom, on the guest list.
The Bright way to Stations,
To triangles, symbols see, of birds, beliefs and Indians.
Above and below the belt
Revelations
Have become so many,
I can hardly keep up.

3.
Like seeing Talacre and the last party.
Just now I stepped in to heaven
Flourished where soil was
New crop
All most ready
Treading the paths
Of a Doppelgnger
Of a Doppelgnger
In dreams of alcohol
Pace the earth cracked
As a fallen shepherd fall
Across the drain,
Gaze on the lone Pike.

4.
Before television, see
All they had was rainbows
A kind of tragic joke
Now framing Bassingfield field
In 3D
Changing like a painting, still like words.
Rain spots
There, there, hang fire,
A black apron, see
Run away.
Stand on it like a pulpit
A door a circle
My divine uncertain footing
Of windows and rifles
Then go out in to the light
Like something missing in a wallet.


December 26th 2005