Changing the Soundtrack

(the bells of St.John the Baptist, Devizes, go Pete Tong) Sunday, summer, church bells chiming Ringing patterns, sounding light Ancient forms of echo, rhyming Complex rhythms, bounded, tight Resounding voices throng the breeze As tower captains keep in time Wise bells with personalities In sacred music, old, sublime Last month the bells went out of sync And changed the soundtrack of the town No one heard but me, I think, but ‘Twas the Stranglers, “Golden Brown” (dum, dum, di dumdumdum...) by Gail