“Can anyone tell me
what place do we leave?”
“Where sense is doing
its final heave!”
“Can you wonder why the flock
of angels cry?”
“Because the faith is molten
but the eyes are dry.”
“Will there be a war
that’s holiest so far?”
“Why not, when irony is
stretched that far?”
“Shall we find God
in a math yet unseen?”
“We may find that one
in the fag end of a gene!”
The Uno Album 