I was born In a leper colony Fumbled out under the hill But benches were the birthplace Of all that carried me And they need persuasion still Gone with dumb escape Reaping curious flesh I touch what once was mine Sheer and shining sheen Of drips - how frozen! Constrict for the last time What has been Denied to me this night? Probably my own energy Because I have tried So many times to fight My senses will not obey me Consciousness is wrong And sleep my enemy Both tempt me to release If you have teeth then you Had better show them now And end my disbelief Puff-puff go the bricks and mortar Fumes, they lure me With every fresh collapse Get it done, get it done! Hinder, hinder, hinder! Twisted, tangled, perhaps