Neville

Blink

Blink

 

Blink and there are

No more flowers

Blink and there are

No more hours

Blink and there are

No more colours

All of them have

Each been stolen

 

Blink and there is

No more ours

No not one

None whatsoever

But at least there is

No one fucking up

In ivory towers

All those towers

Are now bowled over

 

Blink and the

Clock stops of

Its own Accord

You can take me

Anywhere my love

Anywhere at all

My lord

Blink I told you

We should have scored

 

So many wasted

Opportunities

Blink and the amphitheatre

Of self indulgence

Is still there

Where I am watched

If not adored

Blink you bastard

Just do as you are told

 

Blink and the light

Is fading

I’m going blind

But not complaining

Blink

There is a shadow

Moving

Where our patron saint

Was floored 

 

Blink and there is

No more colour

No not a single one

Blink but will you

Mourn me baby

When I am no more

And gone

Blink oh how

The crowds applaud and

Sing their mourning song