Claustrophobic as the hall stairs cupboard
Cups breaking up having a smashing time
Time after time, day follows night time too
To the woods and onward, upward sometimes
Out beyond the confines of dieing flesh
Fleshpots revisited from a great height
Heightened by the secret of second sight
Sighing as the daylight dawns a new day
Who told you that tomorrow never comes?
Come with me... back to the next century!
Cents, Dollars, Euro's, and Pounds can't buy this...
Thisaway or that? Lure versus the pull.
At the speed of thought we ride the night air
Airing cupboards of the mind unconfined