Mercy Video (MV)

Crooks lay in a weighted state
Waiting for the dead assassin
While the rust pure powder puffs

Shimmering opaque red
Papers spread, no one driving
We hurled direct ahead

The windows dark-green tinted
The hearse, a taxi instead

Snow storms forecast imminently in areas
Dogger, Viking, Moray, Forth, and Orkney
Keeping cover in denuded scrub, the school destroyed, raze the club
Panic spreading, threat of fire

Crowded beneath a layer of foam
Refugees intertwined, alone

Within the institution walls
In pastel blue, clinical white, slashed red lipsticked
Mercy nurse tonight

Seems like dark grey stockings
In the raking torchlight
With a four AM stubble
A midnight transvestite

Moray, Forth, and Orkney