{"id":125,"date":"2016-10-05T03:11:00","date_gmt":"2016-10-05T02:11:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.artsrainbow.com\/trevteasdellyrics\/2016\/10\/05\/without-those-within\/"},"modified":"2016-10-05T03:11:00","modified_gmt":"2016-10-05T02:11:00","slug":"without-those-within","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.artsrainbow.com\/trevteasdellyrics\/2016\/10\/05\/without-those-within\/","title":{"rendered":"Without Those Within"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-family: arial\"><b><span>WITHOUT THOSE WITHIN<\/span><\/b><br \/>\n<span>\u00a9Trev Teasdel, Coventry May 1969.<\/span><br \/>\n<span><br \/><\/span><br \/>\n<span>The bright light is dimly lit<\/span><br \/>\n<span>and barely burns deep within the shadows<\/span><br \/>\n<span>of the tomb-gloom cellars of my mind.<\/span><br \/>\n<span>Through the dusty, webbed, barred and unwelcoming<\/span><br \/>\n<span>windows shoot,<\/span><br \/>\n<span>prancing, leaping, gaily reaping images of<\/span><br \/>\n<span>luminous suns with tons and tons of fun<\/span><br \/>\n<span>in velvet sacks, containing stacks and stacks of everything,<\/span><br \/>\n<span>from dolly birds to&nbsp;hors-d&#8217;\u0153uvres and jovial words.<\/span><br \/>\n<span>But here I stand with mumbles and grumbles,<\/span><br \/>\n<span>stumbling and fumbling.<\/span><br \/>\n<span>The mind tumbles and crumbles<\/span><br \/>\n<span>the cellars knocking, mocking, constantly rocking,<\/span><br \/>\n<span>senses reeling, void of feeling, voices squealing.<\/span><br \/>\n<span>Rat chase rat in a tat race vat.<\/span><br \/>\n<span><br \/><\/span><br \/>\n<span>Through the keyhole&#8217;s narrow tunnel,<\/span><br \/>\n<span>tapering like a paraffin funnel<\/span><br \/>\n<span>falls bright and brighter lights cascading,<\/span><br \/>\n<span>emitting chills, positively scintillating.<\/span><br \/>\n<span>Drink unceasingly descending into glasses, served to asses,<\/span><br \/>\n<span>getting fat and fatter.<\/span><br \/>\n<span>Music blares through speakers,<\/span><br \/>\n<span>amplifying, electrifying,<\/span><br \/>\n<span>creating great sensations.<\/span><br \/>\n<span><br \/><\/span><br \/>\n<span>My trampled flat soul, slid under the cellar door<\/span><br \/>\n<span>like a seawashed sandy shore.<\/span><br \/>\n<span><br \/><\/span><br \/>\n<span>Silhouetted on the wall<\/span><br \/>\n<span>an image, so black and so small,<\/span><br \/>\n<span>in vain it tires to crawl up the wall.<\/span><br \/>\n<span>I watch it, I watch it fall.<\/span><br \/>\n<span>I hear it, I hear it call.<\/span><br \/>\n<span>I see it squat in a human knot.<\/span><br \/>\n<span>My shadow flat soul withdrawing,<\/span><br \/>\n<span>unable to communicate,<\/span><br \/>\n<span>prisoned within me.<\/span><br \/>\n<span><br \/><\/span><br \/>\n<span>Hands that having reached out and clutched the brittle bones<\/span><br \/>\n<span>of society,<\/span><br \/>\n<span>were burnt and the dust of this society blows into my eyes,<\/span><br \/>\n<span>obscuring my view.<\/span><br \/>\n<span>I, lost, in this vast incomprehensible world,<\/span><br \/>\n<span>am snared in the quicksand of my own confusion.<\/span><br \/>\n<span>Yet back into the world I go,<\/span><br \/>\n<span>clutching my transistor radio.<\/span><br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>WITHOUT THOSE WITHIN \u00a9Trev Teasdel, Coventry May 1969. The bright light is dimly lit and barely burns deep within the shadows of the tomb-gloom cellars of my mind. 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