Civic Centres

This is the house I grew up in, open A child mops the floor Eleise, she looks on Blind men, walk Greyhound free & caged & streamed Prayer Skeletons, tie men to prayer Skeletons live. How can you ever be free? How can you ever be free? How can you ever be free? How can you ever be free? Taught bodies nothing but stone See a good friend on the other side Moloch eats the limbs of children We gaze into the cracks diminishing flesh Where the bootlickers lick for fun Fucking nude & never naked again – These are the new civic centres These are the new civic centres What will we do in time?