He takes his dinner in the bath Lovesickened and infirm The orderly found him there Flayed on the marble stairs Hat still in hand, his smoking remains Blown out by a kiss from Nurse Someday Soon Someday soon Someday soon Some way soon
Some, some, some
His eyes are closed he mouths her name The rosary her lips and tongue She is the centrifuge that throws The spires from the sun The Sistine Chapel Painted with a Gatling gun Someday soon Someday soon Someday soon
Someday soon Someday soon
Oh, the nettles set on end Move like starlings up a cliff And ten are of a foggy touch The forcefield 'round their frosty hairs Whose shape recalls the wicked spade That buried him but on his lips The last rites of Nurse Someday Soon
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