The Relief Boat (Oren's Aboard)

Ten days in the kingdom of evenings falling
A new shepherd lies down by the creek bed
His decisions are like widows speaking in a dream
And all he sees is what rolls around in his head
All he sees is what rolls around in his head

Tree touch the garden floor and the rain never falls
Insects in a sea circus are corpulent in their dismay
Dreams are like shadows of kitchens on narrow walls
The weather ashore is garnered even as it loses its way

Buggered and dirked by a Thessalonians darker side
A fellow traveler with worse rolling around in his head
The custom being to kill his children and sleep with his wives
He travels until he reaches the creek bed and goes inside


- Chris Mansel