In the marbled reception hall I received a three band gold ringfrom mark. a token of esteem. running through ghost closet locker roomsto hide from peterwho has fallen to the old cold stone

Rwheezing and emitting a seemingly endless flow of ectoplasmic white goo from ears and mouth. a wind rushes through the hallwhistles as it breezes through the narrow slits in the green locke

Rs. I hide in one of thesenumber thirteen.

Barely concealed but hopeful

Blackout

Blackout!



I will clinb this high wall

In rememberance of clancy

To regain or re-earn my life

As I died just a flicker of an eyelid ago

The wall has many holes

And many foot pieces to fasten to

The wall is dangerousand this is my penance

My penance and my task



I did it once and they wondered

Yet I need to goonce more around

Up breathtakingly

Across rigidly

Down easily - and foolishly

I endeavoured again

To climb the wall in vain

And capture back my chain

Of lillies and remains

Of lillies and remains

Of lillies and remains