DRUNKARD

stumbling down
stairs bloody red
turn the lights
darkness is easy to cope with
when I've known it

You are my prize
a special guest
Why did you turn?
terror awaits at hand
heart throat
mind's eye
crown of head

Candlewicks dance against the wall
illuminating well
strange exhausting fumes
satiate your lungs

Calamity resides
your euligy I give
I am swept back

roll down six across four
flash-in-pan
roll down six across four
flash-in-pan
down across in

Fabric walls nullify
a hammering cry
stairs turn
lights dim
mourning ends
we know this darkness we share

You are my prize
a special guest


Drunkard . . . Reek Of Life . . . Horsegums . . . Picaroon Circus . . . Visions Before Slumber . . .
Crossing The River . . . Bluestones . . . From Theo . . . Chase . . . Sunflowers . . . Last Year . . .

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Copyright 1989 by Louise Bialik and 17 Pygmies. Used with permission of Mothra Music. All rights reserved. No part of this lyric may be reproduced in any form without the written consent of the publisher.