I love Emperor Haile Selassie. In the UK, there's loads of urban myths about him turning up in weird places during his exile. Like a kinda 70's version of the Slender Man. Gone to the cinema to watch Live and Let Die? Look, there's Haile Selassie sitting behind you. Filling up yr Austen Ambassador at the petrol station? There's Haile Selassie at the pump next to you.
I mean, I say I love him. I prefer him to Mussolini anyway.
The ticking clock
which ticks ever more
Score after score of thoughts that scorn
Break my heart or leave me be
Never again shall you cause me to flee
Out of your arms I am forced to be
One hand strikes the top of the clock
One hand marks the cryptic number three
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