they descend upon the city like flies spraying their eggs into a dead dog’s eyes it’s England on a Saturday night I wish I could be like them and I try but I find it more rewarding to walk along the river picturing my body discarded in the water I wonder who will do it and I wonder what they’re doing right now they opened up the sewers tonight animals caged in their appetites let loose upon the passer-by and people like me are just parasites take me to the river I want to feel the water closing in and helpless as you’re pushing my head under I wonder if you’ll do it and I wonder what you’re doing right now at four am you’re lying right there with urine and wine dried in your hair You mean something to someone somewhere But now half the line, too drunk to care I take you to the river I want to show you something I’m making a map from all the flowers I’m collecting I wonder if I’ll do it and I wonder what I’m doing right now