She came in
through the bathroom window,
crept across the
bathroom floor,
glanced into the bathroom
mirror
slipped out through the
bathroom door
The all-embracing
pink bouncy rubbery squid
sprawls cross my mod cons…
Yes, it’s got that bad,
it’s reach this point, this juncture-
hallucinating
bold gigantic squid
lolling on my hot hob,
giving me that all
knowing dead one eye
come get me sucker
challenging behaviour act
Swoop Stop:
Disregard
Cast off heavy earth
for gossamer sky
Make restful nebulous
Cloudy Cuckooland
happy home,
hermetic hideaway,
asylum shelter
~
Often storm dark rage,
sometime becalmed frothy fluff,
or invisible potentate,
Plenipotentate
passing by, beyond
fleeting memories
hard and softhead rains
spill over drenching
prophylactic
Umbrella world
Five hours interrupted
agitated slumber:
fleas, knees, wees, mice, wind…
then by a landslide
due to popular demand
democratic vote
solely renditioned
me to imprisonment
In The White House.
~
Head bagged in muslin
Slick black Cadillac
At my insistence
The invisible security
exercise the dog.
For I am become
President elect of Poop.
Defender of the Fart
~
When will I be shot?
Brutal destiny or what!
Why is it always
just me it happens to?
If I wish really
hard can I become
an innocent bystander?
~
I as usual
wake up blown away
hit the old routines:
soft shoe shuffling,
rolling and folding,
paying scant attention
to what’s on the wireless.
~
Sure, we all pretend
how shocked well deep down
glad it is not our turn.
Sad but true but sadly true
Never reheat pork
after sundown time
it blows your bowels
constipates your mind
Grimbeau 