Abide with me,
Recollected in tranquillity.
The golden boy
Inside of me
Is connected to agility:
He tightrope walks across the shocks
That shake and shatter the ice blocks
That build around my brains;
His slightest smile remains awhile
To wake and water the stopped clocks
That gild me with their chains.
That horse of Troy
Still glides in me;
It protects my ability.
20 October 2003
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