Thursday, 12 July 2012

Prophet and Loss

As it kicked in,
The stray psilocybin
In the Boeuf Bourgignon,
He said,
"I’ve an urge,
Next market day,
To kick it all over.
I don’t know why,
I just feel
It’s the root
Of all our unease."
Then stripped to the waist
He tore up the street
"England is dying,"
'Til they took him away.

Paul Maddocks (1969 - 2007)

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