Glimpse sobriety
Contemplating lunch for brunch.
Boiled beef and parrots.
Overly ambitious
infatuation junkie
craving approval
~
Water drops on thin bare twigs,
silver globules adorn taupe.
Keep on until the
urge to coalesce passes
lazy morning lines
spaghetti conjuntions
Multiple personality comeback tour recommences one week late after pancake jamboree goes crazy apeshit
Oily slaves drip blood east of Eden according to specious mouth organs of broken bodies politic
Majestic sunset over cowshed foments upheaval in Lower Cwm Tuc flock— Dai Wool puts best foot skyward
Life under ocean wave beats digging frozen beet hands down heads up mindful boogie woogie
Company B flugelhorn adept meets sticky end bugling up to neck in galoshes of crass mass molasses
In praise of limestone we gather together today in giant grikes made autonomous by peaky penswipes
Grave Achilles sat
blissfully darning bed socks for victims of his mood swings—
a timely encounter downunder thus helped them
forge great shapes of things
shrewd Ulysses’ war eyes looked perplexed·
on seeing this Achilles carped the diem & told this glum mucker that life beats death hands
down no worries huh
Tummy warming stuff
on this wet day in Maida Vale inside a humming bird
whalebone bisque before aboriginal public—
noble stuff indeedy poohs·
however mud sticks regardless take the point
on board & suck on it extract epic sangine juices lick lips breathe a deep sigh without
ever knowing it
What came next was pain
inexplicable—how many times can you leave home
without your keys till they finally write you off?
Too many cheeseburgers
(one a day for eleven years) takes its toll
of a demi-god let alone the rest even though they have a voice best ignore it all now
thanks for dropping by
Just keep bobbing up and bobbing down
Watch sardonic heads barking braying constant
hanging over crowded parapets orchestra below jumpy
chuckles brassy rubber necking knowing how it always ends ie:
hit the deck and spill the beans that run out feely
heralds send forth some seventh cavalry or other yokes
cut off at the pass up some otiose defile
laters Daulis is full of knuckleheads
spoiling for a knees up decided time to do
my turn & quit wrestling lions naked bringing down
posh funhouse in Naples at the very thought snapped out
a very whimsical rice paper boatman shrank rippled vague
sun up vanished leaving dead slow women & children & you
burst out laughing for no apparent reason: the very idea
of pulchritude we regret over red mullet…
Pomes is
Commoditties
Vacuum packed starshells
Beside the brassica
Liquid cheese fajitas
Above the pistachios
Something for the weekend
The Poet
A mere commode…
So go to
work on a leg,
or,
better still,
two.
Plumb
the crumbliest,
Flakiest
confection
in the world
it does what
it says
on the tin:
Authentic
Teak
Finish
Go on,
Try it!
Yes, you can
If you like
Ike
& Tina
Tuna Chunks
Film Blanc tuRns (to): PleA
A viBrant sToneF-aced
Wilderness caressSes leggy foalSprog;
Sum Fool fuLfilling deepfelT want ofF:
orange civil henna-hairshirts
instead (ja) such Bad unLuck—
Wilde blows harshE gorse—-Bumps FrResh up iLL ashtrays & slashes brush stroke twiggy broom
WhereasHeather nested sun cussed tartan Ptarmigan eGG…:
giVes A handoutta bUrp-brrp-urpp: intermittent:
briTTle foot crunch (two steps back one too…)
Nacrid, quicklime breezes urgE
rhapSodes Two Fish snap shIps
IN
An urbanE Blandscape noW.
Hmmm…Margrave-Strump Underwriter
To thy StArs
See hER(e) now at it
hArd to Pleeeeaze
Going at it hard
like a lyCra Frog go At it
Up a PumpKin
MoIst
DayZzz…zzz
Nothing % interest
whom bell truth be
OUTside (cairn-Gormley)
told
Only thornY amethyst
thisTle down blown disbursed beI Mistah Woof
Rage on paper recorded or eavesdropped by a nearby exit thrill safely from a safe distance of danger distance from the real event·
mind you laughing companionably at some bellicose ape expelling guff in you dial often ends in fun & games if they have not
entirely lost their fucking sense of humour like that fetch in the habitat mirror now adorning the chimney breast in a burnt out basement
above the jet black hearth where soon jackdaws drop dead fledglings. How Henry loved the thought of Spring, his first without uranium
winter storm No-Name leaves clues to spring agendas, tea leaves and green papers for discussion over steaming cups of venomous intent
& do not just stop there·
Consider this….whatismore?
donned wrong slippers two lefts no right (man cannot compete with the gods) shines not the light of openness, hark the herald angels sigh
open the box of trad vibrations lost the lid in the mad rush, the crush of expectation, paradigms hide agendas under pretty paper
tribal elders sip cold beers and reminisce about the circumstances that nurtured the hair brained to utter in the first place
continue reverse shift key from bad to sad greeks bearing gifts of twinkly stars every time we said good bye until the last
perversely mixed with liguini fritters & hidden malice the garotting takes on a new light glory to the new born thing
Dark December days
Half-Six is the new midnight
Feel submission creep
Torpid longshore drifting by
Dull indolent dynamic
Go light a candle
White wax lyrical yellow
Life enhancing sun
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.
