Better lines than words
Better blind than absurd
Cuckold to this life passing by
Walking the bridle path
While the slow boats whistle by
Beside the fields of rye
Beside the towpath
Dreamboats and dream’s hopes lie
Agent provocateur stimulates discussion
In the smoke filled rooms
Of dominoes, draught bitter, embittered delusion
Brighter lights and busy times
Brighter whites to blind the philistines
