Partisan
What we need is a revolution
A guerrilla war
Something to break
The easy complacency
Of Friday afternoons
We could be partisans
You and I
Fighting for our cell
Like the PLO
Or Patty Hurst
Ruthless and cool
You with your hair tied back
Holding a Kalashnikov
(Very punk)
Desperate lovers
Snatching moments of passion
Between sorties
Making out in evacuated factories
And abandoned farmhouses
Every fuck as if our last
(So romantic)
Perhaps it should be set in Europe
In spring?
Can’t you just picture the countryside
Still and green?
Us marching in soft sunlight
A motley band
Like gypsies
Or the French Underground
Living on the edge…
Anything but the easy complacency
Of these Friday afternoons
© Ian Lilburne 1978