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I am walking through Farnham gardens,
Outback of a world that I don't know or care to know
From Farnham gardens.
Under silent speckling a risen boy is bellowing,
Exsanguinating and peeling the pavement.
He sings the anthem of today's Farnham gardens.
And no escape in the wooded place.
Tinnitus of distant cars.
An omniscient red light towers
And is keeping guard over Farnham gardens.
Please stay.
He boats on his own blood and is sailing away.
Please stay.
Oh and maybe things have always been this way
And it's just my time and place here in Farnham gardens.
The ghost in the castle moans and stamps.
Pirates on the pub-boards stand
Listless though they're boot-stiff on dry land.
They're drunk as the rain feeding Farnham gardens.
And Janus in the corner's tongue
Is a plant drinking from the draught.
Flowering hypo-chrysanthemum
As he hates the brickwork but loves the garden.
I can count on certain things,
Rhododendrons blossoming, every flower gossiping,
Passing themselves three, four, five front porches
Down Farnham gardens.
Please stay.
If the place changes does that mean that I've changed?
Please stay.
Oh and maybe things well they just have to change
And it's one or us both here in Farnham gardens.
Let the rose thorn impale me now.
Fuck me up on the Guy Fawkes bonfire.
Drown me in William's golden lager
And rake my bare skin with tools from the garden.
The roses were territorial.
And execution is a traditional mumpsimus.
Am I a sap for the biblical, bibulous blanket thrown
Over Farnham gardens?
There I'm eight and there I'm eighteen
And is that you, JT, there at eighty?
I walk and I am every age that I'll ever be
A dream through Farnham gardens.
Please stay.
If it's the same does that mean I've not changed?