For A Turnstile

from Démodé by Language of Prairie Dogs

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I hear a sound from round the corner
People have flocked across the foyer

A drunk man starting up an altercation
With a library user
Ripped from the user by security
Flung out in threats, taunts and gestures

The angered victim left recovering with concerned onlookers

One of whom posits an answer:
"Turnstiles! To protect the space from abusers!"

I catch it twice but sort of tentative,
Then repeated a lot surer:
"We need some sort of turnstile system!
Entrance retracted from non-members! Turnstiles!"

Drunks rain down, collapsing on us,
Daring absurdities out of us
Since when was someone's member status
A sign of benign inner purpose?

They're vetted only for names and address
Tabs kept only on the books they've debted
And we're not a Tube station
Or a public lavatory

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from Démodé, released June 16, 2008
Written by Dean Sobers.
Performed by Dean Sobers and Matt Kaufman.
Recorded and mixed by James Aparicio.

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