a drone pulls back to city-wide height
from a phallic, floodlit monument at night
while some gravelly gravitas voiceover guy
slowly explains the reasons why
the system stinks but whaddya do
except call on the services of you-know-who
= NOBLE HORNS

the wind blows softly through the pines
as shadows play across the blinds
a barefoot woman walks downstairs
to find out why the cat sounds scared
she nuzzles his head, stretches, yawns
doesn’t see the figure out on the lawn
= ORCHESTRAL DUMP

the jumpy night clerk signs you in
with a nervous tic and a dead-eyed grin
when he turns to fetch the key off the hook
you quickly glance at the visitor’s book
and suddenly there is no doubt
the day she stayed? he’s ripped it out
= GLISSANDO VIOLINS

you’re walking back from a Halloween party
thrown by college friends Claire n’Marty
now it’s spooky, wet and dark
and you really shoulda skirted the children’s park
you pick up your pace, speed dial Claire
‘cos you see a swing swinging but there’s no one there
= CHILDREN SINGING A NURSERY RHYME