I'm reading Golding's Spire -
I've walked past the school where he taught his wild boys -
I've see the five rivers running into the city -
Now, whenever I'm there, looking up, I'll see the spire falling -
Devils will run with me down Penny-farthing Street -
In my dreams, I'll climb the corkscrew stair -
I'll hear the song the stones make -
I'll hammer in a nail from Christ's cross -
A six-winged angel will comfort me -
Saturday 2 February 2020
The Old School House
East Stoke
Dorset
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