kilbey kilbey

theatres casinos clubs and bars and vast open fields

the magical the miracle the molecule the minuscule

music for the warm hearted friends all left behind

springtime a blustery wind unwinds your door

blows you to a parlour where you sulk in your splendour

and pallor

where you soak in the sheets between torn midnight blackening

in the skin of elfin kid soft

hidden in a shell