Way out by the rapeseed field

The bridge and crossing, standing stern

Reflecting in the late afternoon

The breeze lifting the haze adrift.

As the train went past, I saw the light

The endless fading words of honour

Sink or swim in the estuary

As the boughs floated, with the cracked tide.

A grain implanted in the soil

Gone back again to haunt my mind

I saw two bridges and the dam burst

My thoughts poured forth like gushing water.

Poisoned in the blood-red dusk

Passing under shaded bays

With diluted evil’s watch on every corner

The crossing lights fail, the stone gives in.

Another chapter gone to water

Floated out to sea, this peaceful cerebral harmony

The joys of paranoia, stretched out

To the Nth degree.