Salient. Victoria University of Wellington Students' Newspaper. Vol. 32, No. 22 September 17, 1969
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Song
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after Otaki
When I have drunk myself to death
dig me no grave and carry no cross
hut lay me bare as bone to the night
or give me a tree to hold to and rot
When I have built my house of hope
and live in a stupor and fall in the dark
just sober enough to fill up my glass
to spit in your face or to kill for a joke
When I have drowned my heart and left
with my spirited words and my dirty song
breathing out blood and sweating wood wine
for a kiss like a nail and a screw with the sun
Then my name will be said not in jest but in flame