Album: Journal for Plague Lovers
They sit around tables rendered dumb
Coloured sticks of chalk are passed around
Today the doctors allow the illusion of choice
Tomorrow the necks split, there is no voice
Draw a perfect circle, sleep foetus-like
Six chalk colours the very meaning of life
They wake to strobes and half circled light
confusion lifts with potassium percolate
V-S-E-C piggy
Piggy piggy
Piggy piggy
Clean - cooking - flower-arranging
Dissolves a kind of liberation