NO SANCTUARY

as you stumble out onto the extinct moor
where the planets puck-choooon around the
slickback sky and the cold is ravenous
your eyes like fairy floss on sump oil
your coat torn from your body by an immense wind
as you stumble your heart
bounces round the gorse
blood dripping jarring
from the yellow blooms
your lungs a snap-freeze burn fest

LOOK OUT!!!
springing out of the snap-lock black
snarling were-poodles
from the wrong side of the tracks

yip yip hoooooowl at
the cheesey gangrenous moon
that whopper moon
OOOOWOOOOOOOOORRRR
hell is hound-less
rend your wrists in red threads
kiss your throat
THERE IS NO SANCTUARY

remember everything you sprayed for
remember your bleeding palms
after your crawled
through the city
making the sign of the plasticene cross
your black mac trenchcoat aura
and the wrong haircut
the soul you sold for threepence
on the bus

THERE IS NO SANCTUARY