Chatman
Seems so-so silly
Sometimes saying something bout
Each and every day
Each little scratching of time
But that’s all there is
In these nowadays
Squealing on the ceiling
Sporting with forked lightning
Blundering with thunder
Seems so-so silly
Sometimes saying something bout
Each and every day
Each little scratching of time
But that’s all there is
In these nowadays
Squealing on the ceiling
Sporting with forked lightning
Blundering with thunder
…today we got some moonshine
see through simnel rain
now we got some moonshine
smothered soused warm indolence
busted October flushes
sigh out cards face up
on the maple table
pot goes to Rainbow
Sleeve notes illumine
Verbal diarrhea folk
Anti-static wipes
Sought and found beneath
A pair of purple cotton loons
Harbouring homeless titmice
Making swell for winter
Watch mercury beads
Scampering uncatchable
Infuriating frantic romp
Quicksilver incidental
Flashes resembling moments