The Light At Night

Tell me what’s your name

It has gone again

It's hereditary 

I’ll pick out my god

Never needed one

Until they're all gone

Stamped it on my head

Take a sedative

Here we go again

You said pick up a gun

But I’m a pacifist 

Says here on my fists

Through the lights at night 

With my own eyes I saw

Glistening backs working ancient spine

Utterly smeared out destroyed

On the waste ground

But the lips still move 

What did they say?

What are they?

They all whitе wine

They now new indignant paraplastics 

Thеy swiveled over massings

They destined not to die

They smelled worse alive 

They implicit in desperation 

They wasted hours with Jesuits 

They partied in the House of Royal Values

They were partitioned by robots

They saw both cross and boss-eyed 

They said “what disagrees is against me assaulting”

They dripped poisons over my future dealings

They spoke of megacorp and emotional content 

They crossed me out double with markers

They threw a bottle through my window empty 

They clubbed me with a branch of holly 

They drank from the river thusly 

But the lips still move 

What did they say?

What’s that old saying?

Kill the body the head dies