When darkness falls
and all is done,
When the earth has stopped
on its axis spun,
When time is told I’ll be
But one…
Myself as friend and fiend
and lover…
In the chapel pews there
is no other.
When the satin underneath me
is carved in stone,
Then the ground beneath
will be my own.
(This sanctuary I’ll know
as hell)
And no visitor forth
will come,
When all is said and time
has won.
-KB
