responsorium

slipping into it my sweaty meform

                               damned chorus always off tune

paralysed in a Goldilock Zone. brain

                               through a flock of geese gravity

rules for eating anything metal counts

                               the last word in use 'gun'

that yellow stain 23 steps from nowt

                               the past of an imaginary figure rotten

on Thursdays men think about fish

                               we do this keep history open

smutter ned i den min svedende migform

                                 forbandede omkvæd altid falskt

lammet i en Goldilock Zone. hjerne

                                 gennem en flok gæs tyngdekraft

regler for at spise alt af metal tæller

                                  det sidste ord i brug 'våben'

den der gule plet 23 trin fra intet

                                  en fantasifigurs fortid rådden

om torsdagen tænker mænd på fisk

                                  vi gør dette holder historien åben