take the train to lockerbie
soaked twice on the heatwave day
learn it
then you’ve earned it
always pack a gilet
sun cream
gets in your eyes
as the king meant to say
through coalburn a wheel-sucker
and deadwater and succour
climb abandonist
when i felt the thirst
as a stab in the kidneys
a painful business
don’t have a cow
abunga dude
bloody lookin’ rose
is looking good
lily pads
and other wet plants
then keith goes to a barbecue
and we just ride home in the rain
how come we don’t get burgers
the final chorus of the gilet years, which only lasted six months
that’s our lot
for the gilet years
a window of calm
between crises
it’s the unseemly quiet
amidst the tempest
when the storm is over
what will be left?
alternative ending and final chorus, making the previous final chorus the penultimate one all along
those were the gilet years
congratulations
if you’re still here
this is the end
until more similar tomorrow
and that’s it for part three. i hope you enjoyed giletdonism. please come back next month for part 4: techno-determinism.
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