Tuesday, 23 August 2011

The Hermit (the twin's lament)

Say it's doom, a choiceless path I'm on
Where to go, and wander off
In each direction
Hypnotised

Fall away, debate the great
Confusion
Any day we could be called
Our split mind finds an answer
And a question.
Cling and cling and cling
Another spark
Feel, the atmosphere's
a question mark

Bath, Avon, June 15th 1987

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