ZLUTZ
GATES OF HELL
Our blessed building was never built
But you can still wonder 'round it

Feel the guilt reverb through gaps
The fricative drag from ash to ash

Two pound spirits
Glycol-based fog

I felt you and I knew you loved me

Resurrection cut with speed
For cheap entry talk to me

Sacramental ambulatories
Colossal rise through all our stories

Rib volute
Ashlar and mortar
Put dignity in death
O no one seems alarmed by this dogmatic dance macabre

I felt him
Cyclopean punters on the fervent hunt
Cary a tid to naos ridge

The deceased bulging from the wall where I could have survived them all

Intercolumniation
Knocking out teeth that go on lasting
In the earth setting
Blood orange over the North-West
Damp leaves clotting

Clay over clay
I felt him coming
And I knew
That He
Loved
Me

He loved me
He loved me
He loved me
He loved me