Oppressive dusk in my room But lights like splintered bones outside A stupid moon doubles up laughing It sees you struggling far away from me Where the carving blades of community Drink off the willing or unwilling blood Of their beasts of burden Suffocating heartbeats in my room And the gla** of whiskey shatters Like a snail-shell My clinging hand wriggles itself bloody It shows me slavering pain and absurdity Where the darkened sky fails To carry the colour of your eyes Dead silence of night in my room And the grotesque face of the Waiting grey-haired in the corridor The plants squeal and wither away They succumb to threat and let me shiver Where the timeless wayfarer pricks Our scarred hearts with further needles