short way home

Evading feral branches and pools of  
Stagnant stuff  
I'm taking the short way home  
Greasy grass and soaking anarchist weeds  
Saturate my feet  
I'm frozen to the bone  
All to take the short way home  

Through hawthorn trees With vampire's teeth  
Whose thorns delight in biting soft  
Drunken meat  
Their existence justified  
Beneath the silent moonlight  

And soon I am out  
Moaning bloodied and shivering  
To start the long traipse through dank sludge of a muddy field  
My shoes disappear beneath the earth  
To be reunited with the land  

So here I stand bleeding and barefooted  
With the frost rattling my bones  
All to take the short way home  
Is that  the wind or some ancient spirit weeping With laughter  

In the distance beneath the shadow of a bungalow  
I see the wall I must scale  
Each step is heroic an act bravery  
That only foolish men with frostbitten toes  
Can only know  
Is it hour or ten minutes I cannot tell  
Trudging through no man's land this  
Self inflicted hell  

My clothes are destroyed head to toe  
In smelly  stuff  
As if I was wrestling on a pigsty floor with a horny and frustrated boar  
Oh how I could sing for joy  
As my muck encrusted hands finally carcass  
The cold hard cement of my neighbours wall  

With the will of genghis kahn or one those ancient warriors  
I heave my aching frame over  
Thinking victory is mine  
Only to hear the crunch of shattering glass  
And I scream words unsuitable for delicate  
Ears  
For I landed in a bin of empty wine bottles  
And rusty tin  

I hear a click and see a porch light been turned on  
"whose out there I got a gun"  
"don't worry about it"i nearly cry  
 "it's just your average drunken fool  
Trying to take the short way home