Triumph - This Heat, Charles Hayward, Charles Bullen

Through dirty net curtains

You look at me

Why is it I can’t see through to you?

The mesh, it is in your favour (Under my steady gaze)

How will you move (Frozen mid-step)

When the angles are reversed?

(You cannot move)

Triumph of the will (triumph of the will)

Triumph of the will (triumph of the will)