In the marbled reception hall I received a three band gold ringfrom mark. a token of esteem. running through ghost closet locker roomsto hide from peterwho has fallen to the old cold stone Rwheezing and emitting a seemingly endless flow of ectoplasmic white goo from ears and mouth. a wind rushes through the hallwhistles as it breezes through the narrow slits in the green locke Rs. I hide in one of thesenumber thirteen. Barely concealed but hopeful Blackout Blackout! I will clinb this high wall In rememberance of clancy To regain or re-earn my life As I died just a flicker of an eyelid ago The wall has many holes And many foot pieces to fasten to The wall is dangerousand this is my penance My penance and my task I did it once and they wondered Yet I need to goonce more around Up breathtakingly Across rigidly Down easily - and foolishly I endeavoured again To climb the wall in vain And capture back my chain Of lillies and remains Of lillies and remains Of lillies and remains