So we cut the abstract,
not like light or mayhem
See that, I missed it too
Perhaps it…no
Don’t fall for that
Luxury
Turn off the light.
Shan’t see now
Angels
This is you and me
Once immediate
Like a memory
Of
Important lightning
Elephantine chore
Confetti litters Serengeti
Kalahari nuptials
On a happy note
Crazy Theolonius
Blue September Hills
Morphine notches up another brother,
Another sister, father, mother as I sleep
The sleep of the dead
They still feel pain
All we feel is betrayal and loss
sad small children
Eating messy candyfloss
chilling on a Friday night,
leaning,
preening
running down an empty street,
blindfold,
screaming
waiting by a waterfall,
fearless,
dreaming
standing in the summer sun,
precious,
beaming
Midnight:
The Noasis Lounge
Steel water side
Mercury safe
Clandestine
Legumes
Smoke
Slow vermillion
endoplasm
Indigo
moonlit spook
glides homeless
rest rooms
weeping
stones
By candle.
Mind’s eye flix…instead I stalk
awkward, push his wheelchair, crossing,
three-point-turning,
tricornering, crossing back,
leant on bedstead,
with free limb, revolve said chair, repeat.
Repeat.
Repeat.
Sit and sweat and look
and realize why he smells off.
The do it again.
And again. Again.
Waiting for…forgot.
Curfew run
Live lung livelong play:
In a light brown rugger ball
brute jute ugly fruit persiflage
Blistering, heinous, fun
On the third stone from
A bluer sun we call
The True Sun
Candle on, rain shrewd,
meat pie and two veg,
suppress urge to chew,
black and white movie:
Séance on a Wet Afternoon
Grimbeau 