We sit and watch these lifeless forms
Stark and petrified
The high suspense of an empty stage drawing
in clutching to its breast
With murmured words we sigh and focus on the
main facade
Beyond the hard reluctant windows
News from magazines
We wrote their names on books we'd borrowed as
if to bring us closer still
And threw it all away to focus on the
main facade Rage in
Eden jigsaw sequence
but no-one could see the end