The Inevitable Fantastic


you can pull up on the reins but I can’t slow down now

I’ve passed from canter to full on gallop

whipping past an unlucky stage couch

wheels up on the side

when desire collides

wah-wah survives


in the fantastic of the flame

in the calm of the night

you may get more then you need

look up and see

over to the east

an ash cloud halo over Pompeii