Blood and Thunder

Blood and thunder

And all the sights and sounds of real life wonderVim and vigor

Full of piss and vinegar

Wrapping around surround and bound

By ligaments and skin

Leaping along springingly long

Bounding and pounding down leg walking sidewalksThe moment of clear and absolute perception

So immaculate at the moment of conception

Strike spark on a lark of inspiration

Getting it down a sort of netherworld dictationSo I'll sharpen my pencil

And rip my stencils asunder

And ready my writer full of ribbon and wonder