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Alfie 2:10 Thu May 21
Going south with Sawney

Moving south
I saw him once, sensed his infection
wafted up round about with the airs convection.
I questioned him then, and enquired why
He set every his energy toward making men die.

'This wrong I do - is not done for just me'
'It is done as you want it- it is your devout plea'.
'I butcher for you' said Sawney - eyes directed at me
'And you look on in secret - wishing mine was your deed'.

Moving south
Thoughts came on me
It was entirely possible that Sawney did such wrong
Because of despite of and only for me.
Doing my will, I lacked murderous creed.

He came up , dragged up choked up coated - phlegm soaked roasted from hells
blackened vials , he floated vile in the very air, thick cut with the rasps
of his victims blood vented
It moated froth formed round and edged his mouth:
dripping forth
Coagulating
And Travelling South.

Compass bottom downward his bloody lips drips fell,
tumbled gobbets from mouth wretched,
South dropping, pell mell:
etching puddles that all round his feet welled.

Sawney had fed and struck an end to his must
Slake his thirst but was far from the crest of his lust.

This first was the time he chose directly to tell me
His doings were mine, I was he, we entwined.

Lily Hammer 3:07 Thu May 21
Re: Going south with Sawney

's poetry, innit.

No joke.

Good stuff, Alfie, you Space Officer (far beyond the Cadet stage).

Dunstable Hammer 2:17 Thu May 21
Re: Going south with Sawney

What's it all about??