5/ Cheese and Chocolate Cake

A cheese and chocolate cake on a plate
A date with a rainy day fate
I wait under the clock moon face

A cheese and chocolate cake lake
I awake, the silver moon in my mouth like the undertaker’s horse bit
The flood of my wits on the bedroom floor
I lurch out the door I want some more
To study the law of love wearing
Those rubber gloves I see every day on the street
From the jellyfish hospitals and nurses
How their poetry verses eradicate curses

One day further away from the station where the nation
Waits for the light hovering under the yellow whiskey glow on the sky, I try to
Plan my way but my hand is pulled away by the plutonium rods of a weird wind that makes me see visions of people mentally dying.

And in the station where the nation waits for explanation to the state of the cheese and chocolate cake
Left on the track how they quickly transform
As the moon turns to helium
Then into a pack of dogs at my back in plastic Macs chasing my shadow.

Shouting “hey, that’s the four-eyed git who couldn’t hit a football if he tried”

I’m nowhere, so I wait inside a cheese and chocolate cake looking at heaven in a mirror above my head where all love seems to masturbate out of hate.

More people fill the empty station, transform into a pack of dogs
Start barking as they run down the railway line of time
When cruelty was free and happened all the time
When the face of truth didn’t shine through
And the face of beauty was blind too

That’s this generation who are refilling the railway station now and transform into cows waiting for the cattle train from some buzzing computer brain to come and teach them how to escape from crimes they imitate after witnessing the murders in the house of love and shaking the hand in the rubber glove of their bedroom, masochistic dreams of schemes to build an Englishman’s castle

You chased the scaredy-cat

You chased the scaredy-cat around, quite a funny sight
But it was hard to see you in the thickness of the night
The animal was a dream thing; it appeared out of the blue
And vanished like a frozen wish leaving not a clue.

You searched beneath the bamboo, you ran around the shrubs
Your smiling face was glowing near the flower tubs.
Another great performance lost to history
Performed without a spotlight but acted out for free.