Sunday, May 23, 2010

Dream Ends

I hear punk inside my ears
I play it, I do, on a giant Wurlitzer, Sid Vicious bellows in the Cathedral air
The altar sways, the stained glass rumbles
God says: Not so loud, I'm trying to sleep
OK, the dream ends, like a last bloody slam dance
I hide beneath the pews
Await till the bleary morning rises
Play punk no more
God the landlord says so


Fisheye Lens said...

Punk Cathedral music -- call Patti Schmidt at the CBC and get that genre officially registered!

Anonymous said...

We need to hammer out what conventions define this genre.

Old Ollie

Anonymous said...

truth transcends convention