Night Time

What fool amongst the blind asks for substance

Significance, Deliverance of Avatars

Their magistrates asleep with serpents?

Deliverance of Avatars

This is the stuff of wrapped-up-tight with serpents

What is this that might seek to pierce your breast

As you sit with prayer silent by your side?

A sinister smile might play upon insipid lips

Whilst sorry, splendid faiths beg leave to desert you

Steal away, for a while

This is your Night Time

It sees you cradling its knife

This is your Night Time

It sees you drinking of its waters

That you might fall beneath those waves

Of, oh so, anxious sympathy

It is that Night Time for which such anxious hearts

Must surely breed

To us these Jesus-Things are cruel

And rarely saviours for those for whom salvation

Is surely too far long overdue

Despite your steady, fatal resolution

Their heavens can hardly turn their ears to one

Such as you

This is your Night Time

It sees you cradling its knife

This is your Night Time

It sees you drinking of its waters

That you might fall beneath those waves

Of, oh so, anxious sympathy

It is that Night Time for which such anxious hearts

Must surely breed

While I might seek my vaults

Of long-discarded pity

My laughter - it can only last for hours

Might I, with a listless argument and reason chance

To deliver you,

Like some late-come avenger?

What is this that might seek to pierce your breast

As you sit with prayer silent by your side?

A sinister smile might play upon insipid lips

Whilst sorry, splendid faiths beg leave to desert you

Steal away, for a while

This is your Night Time

It sees you cradling its knife

This is your Night Time

It sees you drinking of its waters

That you might fall beneath those waves

Of, oh so, anxious sympathy

It is that night Time for which such anxious hearts

Must surely breed