light shows up
(quarter to five, half-moon)
Last week it blocked the sun.
Look at it now – pathetique
so they say: they say a lot.
Hector, lecture, subliminate
like snicks, little nicks, chance contacts
Ooshhzzschsss,uhurghiss:
grass blade cuts
wince you sizzle
Pursed lemon juiceface
Sharp Vinegar does it too.
Oh! Don’t…cruel to be
Sometimes just pain spit then you get it.
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Especially hardbacks
Sharper guillotines
They say a lot. They say a lot.
Cutting things. who’s next?
that’s the rub, there you are,
Likens to one big tombola
Well random spinning
tube trap door
pink scrumbled chitties churned
Just reach in
bobs your uncle bob.
Hands knees &
Booms a daisy.
Silly really.
Hissziss…
Mildew musk half drownded rat
Soggy woodbine, auld tweed hat
Old Luke and Buffalo Johnny
Bid come all ye attendees
And whisht a while, imbibe
Enniscorthy travellers dreamtime
Side fading coals
In warm, dry bungalows
As wind lashes outside
Recalling a lady in her father’s garden
While sloping home early
in fine foggy dew.