Delay
Among the brier you’ll find the Friar
on the run from the dark.
But where will you find me-
in the crowd of leprous unfortunates?
I run round the roundabout
and eventually slip off the road.
In the bramble you’ll find me
hiding from the Friar
whose searching on his toes.
Here in the mud I’ll hide
till darkness can hide me
and to dust I’ll return.
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