What game’s a’snook!
Walk around and do silly
things while you can
Indistinct scribbles expose
Black pudding crusty white rolls
Tetchsome evening
Browbeaten lodestar blisters
Plastic lasagne oven chips
Coffee trough ill mooded quaff
Paraphrasing shake spoon guff
Grapes camembert olives squid
Orange stilton bag of crips…
Unbalanced eating habits
Skew whiff your gloomy humous
Yeller!
echo o’er
gracie’s fields:
‘Ged owadat!’
(elder der junger:
she blue
rasper)
Beryl –
uttas tuttatuts-
?
‘crazy mixed
u
P
Tree
DweLLerina’
whit
her
weWeat
her
?
chill,
wet first frost
rest thin little
finger on a pin,
four wet angels
shimmer
in
salt
spill
House
dust
never…weeps
(atishoo!)
gesundheitsplutter
dankercheif
Time
&
I
are
warm, fed, filthy.
Clean up afternoon
about to commence…
Flood!
Gas! Gas?
An bumbling of Ecstasy
Gerald the duds!
I.e. –
extraneous clobber, tea-cloths,
spoons, spinakers
& various other
absorbent materials
must be procured!
-Water’s pissing out
the cunning light bulb…
All may perish in electric shocks!
*
After something of a flurry
(containing an ill-timed phone call
about a flat tyre outside a Service Station)
I eat ready salted crisps and listen
light-hearted
to ‘A Night of Bear Mountain’
by
What’s ‘is face (must Google that);
then,
with the dripping ceased,
I read about mixed bathing in Minehead,
Giggled modestly & boiled
a kettle for more old, new spuds,
As I smoked
chainlessly thinking
poached salmon, solitude,
garden peas and Otium…
Where’s the white ball gone?
Food and sleeep…plenty sheep,
mission creep, wake in heap,
hot as hades, full of faeces,
dogs got scabies, I got rabies,
woke up screaming,
toxic dreaming,
brutal creaming,
search for meaning,
diagnosis,
clear neurosis
up…
U.P.
`uphill
“`struggle
Uphill
St
Ruggle
St.
Str
r
r
uuuggle’s
D
a
y
Go to a small green
Water buffalo hang out
Pluck a blade of grass
Make a dreadful reedy sound
Proffer a pomegranate
Repent at leisure
That’s that out of the way for another
year, thank god, anything good on? Repeats.
Surprise, surprise. It’s a wonderful life.
Gone with the wind. The great escape.
Born free two. Follow the yellow brick road
Out of Africa…
£80
The role of finance capital in the
Merchant of Venice
Den in aftermath
wireless voices
reunion of disability warriors
talking glory days of yore
the last of the existentialists
recorded for posterity.
~
Is that the end den
Mistahmojo Hi-bBeggar?
If so I misheard der noose today
yer hoody gnu in
sinuatin’ down the old berg
crow scrapin’ on a genome
prasin’ sodden cotton holly hocksters
streaking creamy curves suspensless in densedreek
~
hi-ho silva
linen makin monkeys of
us whoops-a- daisies
Grimbeau 