HelioTrope
Over there observe
Fey wiry Mary Hartley
Confined to an upstairs bed
In a seaside bungalow
Waiting on a feted
Blue reunion
Summery justice
Life without dissipation
Sober as a smudge
Over there observe
Fey wiry Mary Hartley
Confined to an upstairs bed
In a seaside bungalow
Waiting on a feted
Blue reunion
Summery justice
Life without dissipation
Sober as a smudge

What will Monday bring?
Screaming abdabs in my pants
Tinkerbell was furious
Cursed her lucky star & turned over to seethe
‘We are sorry to hear
of your miserable existence
and insist you contact a higher authority—
Yours Faithfully, Walt’
Talk to Mickey Mouse himself,
Up close and personal
There might be something doing
Perhaps a letter, a formal request
To talk it over, chew the cud
About the good old days
Before animation came to a sticky one
Stole away our childhood anarchy
privatised collective conchshellnes
Personified Vietnam a glitch
Seen Through GI Gilmore’s peepers
In the Jungle Book of Life
Apocalypse Now & again builds zilch!
Was justice a matter of time
After masque pastiche, rehash
Hanging out dirty washing
Computer generated egos
Optical soma catatonics
bLack Monday sods all
comers peering through the murk
waiting ante post—
traumatic stress disorder decides
on own chosen course
indigence proceeds apace
regular beatings infrequent due to staff deficiencies·
still there’s always clear and present danger to fall back on
when all else has failed·
industrial action once promised never threatens
Mutual micturition
& Adrian Mitchell on the wireless
Let’s let bygones be bygones
Bury the haggis
After all is said and done
It’s just water under the fridge
Were you just taking the piss
When you asked me why
the box of frogs I promised
was not for keeps just swops?
Mutually unsure destruction
Is not what it’s cracked up to be
Took some zippo
liquidated sound seven:
abstracted coffee
come eight.
Walked allover his
wild side
utilitarian fine tooth
soma left: no burn unsalted.
declined shattered sunflower
She said
Holly’s late
Watch the ersatz light
Reflecting starboard
Honour bound to succour
Day becoming night
Faff with naff gadgets
Eschewing tuna mayo
Dreaming high seas calabrese
Charming orange runes
Amaryllis niceties
Bent over backwards
To please the undeserving
Chasing shadows constantly
Sucking on a nostril
Appeasing my foe with
overzealous and thus
insincere, boorish
thin disatisfactory
reassurances. Bowing
scraping my most sincere
commitment to non-violent
intervention at this
watershed in the process.
Well, what d’you reckon they made of that?
Sage and prudent, perhaps
A bit gushing, retreat
In the face of hassle?
Then again there may be
Ideological or
Theological blocks.
One cannot discount
Sheer cowardice in
The face of the enemy.
Then there is the absence
Of teeth to be taken
Into consideration.

matters of style and technique, approaches, points of view and sacred, boxed in genre put me right
first thing in the morning. Most days listen for a convenient excuse to be deterred and wonder why you feel desperate and frustrated!
Last night was the coldest of this year. All the vulnerable people are dead. Time for a new start— sounds harsh,
that’s the way the cookie crumbles when posh comes to shove. I look forward with rage to the slender frozen sea and contemplate the seasons
try not to be such a smartass playing with stolen uranium or Persephone will hang around for long, infertile weeks
dialogue is all you have in an oral culture, says the radio to itself and move on to what’s trending on social media
the Scriblerus Club convenes on the Mall for its Festive knees-up and annual not much to report but Grenfell now
Flute bore Marsyas got
skinned alive by lyre plucking Apollo
after coming second in winner takes all musical combat
Fellow demi-gods
make tears so copious a river
sprouts which still bears his name today.
He had been warned off sternly
Roudly thrashed by pouty Minerva
could not let accursed instrument alone.
He had been warned off by Apollo too but sped long headstrong enchanted to his fate:
serial hubris—merciless nemesis.
A macabre tale of divine brutality. The jury is rigged
Marsyas’ reputation faired much better in Rome
Some say…on the quiet
~ spook sure discombobulate, sheet white Joe Tin lopes egg shell wary these days, once this rookie journeyman peels opens shed door flaps, flour waves sprinkle fond farewellies to all that’s powder
~ crystal ghost ships croak wretched raspers, gurgling clover bloated wind smote sheep disgrace abrasive grassland, all accomplished under wheezing smiles oxygen assisted daybreak yields pink linctus…
~measure by measure spondules droop, eyelids refuse to blink, can openers duck issues, a smoking bun is found malingering by the oildrums, Cheeseman overegged the custard slices just for old times sake