Happy is the man who can bear the things he cannot change – Schiller
Each time insurgent
Wind surges spank opulent
crimson drapes and naughty
gusts arouse dormant
gooseberries on exposed,
soft wanton thighs all sigh
Lush,
chocolate ground juice
breaches ripe knapsacks,
glibly squirting,
soiling deep plush pile rug.
On
garish cushions we float maculate:
spoiled flotsam; jetsam of anarchy,
Two headed orphans
scowling quadrophrenes
brazen twisted Sisters scream.

Approaching six ye olde bells
From an obtuse crimson angle
Poised to emphasize
birdsong unfurling charcoal
lamp light found flagging
old stone rolls over moist
Far distant dawn horizon
Difficult it is to view
The world disappear
From more of a distance
Than I do at present—
David Hume wrote that just once
While dying before
Social media cropped up
Unexpectably
In the blink of an eye
At the press of a button…
Latifundium
Quite out of the blue
Extends as far as
the third eye can see
start the week with off
an epic why not
see a fine lady upon
a white horse called Uffington
over the style follow the path
sidestepping all the sheep shit
till you come on an eye socket
full of wastepaper
and suburban terrorists
dropping crap in droves
on this hill of ancient times
traffic jam & Jerusalem
lacking investment
except for more golf courses
built by subhuman eyesores
say let’s call it Bunker Hill!

Phut-phut-phut-brmm-grrr…
Imaginary engine noise
Rumrr-vrr-erm-oom-urr
Imaginary squashed grape:
Families of hyenas
Squabble over intestines
slope off lipsmacked cackling
—ugly little mind you have
Grimbeau’s fairy tells tales of
Tasteless psychodramas
Mindless giggly violence
grotesque cartoonerama
Johanna & Barbara
Nimble Fred Quimby
Wild Tex Avery
Occupied playful children
Swooning after bully school
Penning poison posts
encrypting codes of conduct
to proscribe future events
self fulfilling propheteers….
Phut-phut-phut-brmm-grrr…
Imaginary engine noise
Rumrr-vrr-erm-oom-urr
Imaginary squashed grape:
Families of hyenas
Squabble over intestines
slope off lipsmacked cackling
—ugly little mind you have
Grimbeau’s fairy tells tales of
Tasteless psychodramas
Mindless giggly violence
grotesque cartoonerama
Johanna & Barbara
Nimble Fred Quimby
Wild Tex Avery
Occupied playful children
Swooning after bully school
Penning poison posts
encrypting codes of conduct
to proscribe future events
self fulfilling propheteers….

ickle blue flowers
freckle privet hedge-walled lawns,
postage stamping ground
indiscrete neighbours natter
revealing deep deep shallows
concerned by sleazy kid-stuff,
cuss dustpan groaning agony as it sweeps, hovers, circles
drifting in & drifting out of giant confidential trees, fed on
squirrelled snippets, tasty morsels of carnal chicken nuggets,
positions now untenable,
unrequited lusts
& shrivelled cold roast potatoes,
Doors slam shut the it’s indoors
Assuage vituperation’s quenchless thirst
Swill down viprous vodka and
tucking up time in gross grandma slang…
tomorrows will always be
better when you go about
schizo, dizzy, fizzy, thrill packed lives, leaving us remaining
snoopers to wait & warp & wait while getting better every day
in every way in body if not mindfulness…

Mud found in third eye
Oversight on your behalf
Foot in mouth disease
Calamity Jane holds up
the Deadwood Stage for kicks

wheelchair soaks up rays
lazy riot violates
afternoon slum boy
crept off tippy toes
just to drop you off these lines
take the chance on the quiet
while next door life is put to rites
she you understand
could easily have booked up
that restaurant by herself innit
nice to get a bit of sun on the skein
no matter what you may say
struck by Misericordia
just for laughs you understand
of course you do now
you remember what happened
the time before and
the time before that
now you come to mention it
eavesdroppers will
be persecuted by grommits
tinnitis & mice
walking is waiting
at a pedestrian pace
sitting is waiting
as a sedentary pace
which is no pace at all
running is wishing
for a simple life
far from the muddling crud

Sulksville dribbles beige
Dixie Jazztime in Valhalla·
Them posh hush puppies
Just aint working out·
pains crowd herd lower nexus·
memories flood joyful play
bring tears over years·
dat ole man blubber·
he just keeps mooching anon…

Slice up bloody oranges
two four six eight sanguine smiles…
aluminum aluminium
lapis lazuli corpus
tinctured
sink top
lays down cool pedestrian
altar piece groove
sacrifice limbs & digits
deafly unwielding rustic
ludic breadknife
to serrate jagged
bedraggled Sevillians
garish gumshield
quartered segments
skin & pith intact
snaffled up cutish
tense borne by bent paw
over chasmic chasm
The sure chariot passes
Imperious, regal, sublime
above vile
sundry understuffs
Abysmal unmentionables,
Microbial, teeming tootsies
strewn obscenely
About the titan grey floor
swaddled one of my heads in
bindweed, strangulating
taut lime shoelace gristle,
heat seeking drowsy
missile, destination
compost
amygdala sun spot
erupts in symmetry
down in dingly dell