Ompitanta

Omipantalon, I've forgotten your name, elephant black and rose-hipped beauty, surrealist manner and face I'd rather not know,

The shadow in your glory and pants in your store, none of which fit your body the way they should, hug you at night and tell you it's all going to be okay, which you know it's not, but hey,

HEY HEY HEY!

The carriage of doom awaits those who missed the bus, the carrier a man whose presence might not be fitting, don't be late, he awaits, carry me home, sweet man of doom,

And gloom, pretence, sentience, life after death and vision beyond the clouds that block your view, missing the movie you've been waiting to see your whole life and cow fretting away in the corner - nothing makes sense like a dud thud on the head,

THE END