Bill KNOTT
PLAZA DE LOCO

It's high tide in the hero
The floodgates fail the heart cowers
Blood of his deeds drowns the town square
Above it all this statue towers

And as the captain of a sinking ship
The instant the waves reach his toes

Snaps to attention it waits
Commanding some former pose

The inscription on which is blurred
Hey what is the word
What doe his crumbling mad pedestal say

To find my way to you is
Not to find your way to you
Therefore is not to find my way

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