Leonard said
Everybody knows
Now that he's dead
It'd be shocking
To suppose
That
God is dead
And all that
There all that
Would diagnose
In the long run
What everybody
Knows.

If you've listened to to the rhythm
O the drivin rain
Telling you
Just what a fool
I've bin
Then surely
You can listen
To the retracted pain
Of telling you
I would begin again.

There is a thing about
Putting a thing about
In a place
That makes it easy to do it
That makes the folks
That  might
Have had less of a light
If this website
Had maybe
Just
Eschewed it.

Wait for the rain
To no longer remain
Shelter under trees
Till it  decides to wain
And then stride forth
To begin once again
No longer concerned
To be
Dry
Ever  again.

How would one know?
Where would one go?
On a ledge
That keeps on getting thinner
You breathe down my neck
You talk only of death
I shake you off
And then
Go to where
The air gets
Skinnier.

That. How come you don't regress in a train
When you jump up and land again ?
Is a bit o a betrayal
It talks about
The way that we teach
The whacky constructs
That need more explaining
Than what we keeping talking
About
Again
Could we
Keep talking
To the end
Of which
There is no doubt.

When everything's empty
When everything's done
How long will you linger
Before you move on
You tickled me there
Don't know if it was meant
But you smiled
As I ******
Beyond
Recompense
And now what are we?
What did we become?
As you walk away
I've got me eyes
On yer mum.