then I looked into her young eyes

from eighty years she looks back

into my young eyes

and she is gone

to where?

where has her soul gone?

body found yes but her very mark her sign

lost it seems to me now

though I feel that she is here still

all around me windsouled

to love is always to live somehow

as long as our eyes are still this colourdull glass

I will not now know her still

this parched scorched earth

endless wheel of suffering

great ocean of pain

bloodbucket of grief

roaring mouthgaped ooooh

of disappointment and despair

will not then exist

and we shall smile

we shall smile as big as the big crescent moon

which lies on its arched back and dreams

of cats and stars and snow

and as before we saw smiley shining stars

and disreaching them

our arms would wave like a desperate windmill

hoping hoping to welcome them home

now we shall touch them close to our hearts

and what we are

and what we may be

maybe

why I have failed?

and all I could have been

and am not

and all I had hoped for

and were not

and everything I hoped

and hoped and hoped and hoped for

I prayed in the morning

and I prayed in the evening

and I got not

from the rotgut God

when all the world starts to shiver

and shimmer and shake all around me

and all the worldlight was piecemeal and peaceless

this is the atomic pain of the world

the molecular tears

the final crystalline structure of misery

that wind its way around the wooden snakejawed growing spine

of the worlds, listen; I was taken to be betrayed whenever is hate

to be betrayed wherever is hate

as the body is abused by man

there in the patrapassion egde of the world

the hanging God is invaded

in heart and soul I suffer

you all suffer

you suffer all

I suffer

suffer suffer suffer

the tearblowing world creaks around

and we are broken

loss

loss

light an darkness

light and darkness

it seems to the little blue and green world

that they do not know each other

but they must finally

the Master says that Satan too shall be forgiven

forgiven

and suffering before

we suffer too

here's sixpence here's sixpence

go and play and play

in the flaky pale fields that still are somehow this land

and spend oh spend your life away

spend your spend your night

away

and waste and waste your life away

under the bright starlight

under your yewboned archlight body

you are dead under this shitstained sky

you are dead under the loveless muddy almoststars

you are dead under the sleeping closed eyes of the bhagavan

you are dead under the road and the track and the path

along the green grass slipping away

along the snaking way

you are deady deady

deady deady

dead

goodnight

the lights are dead and so are you

the light is dead and so are you