Listen to something
misunderstood multiverse
cast off thousands gasp
barefoot strollers on hazy esplanades
in biblical proportions
perusing the claustrophobe
mining for water
squeezing rubbery shale
moulding candescence
from watery grapes
to hurl up real high
just to observe them
exploding stand way
down under agape
foretaste cascading nectar
you are the only
one in the room who knows what
always ends in tears
…it has been said
anxiety & stress
do not rhyme
with oranges
nothing really does
as a matter of fact
stress & anxiety
however rhyme
with dress & propriety
& quite a few other things
actually.
Yes, that is really boring.
More sucks, Vicar?
Yes
-Anchor the Spectacle, Mister Hands!
We’re going ashore.
It was too soon.
Hands blushes coyly
Shakin chestnut manacles
Eyes understood fully
Hands encounters disdainful
inscrutable latitudes
Eyes ignoring the growing swarm,
a manic fauve flotilla spewing
onlookers doing selfies.
You just crossed the pacific
in an enamel bathtub.
The age of true sailing is
undead
You are feeling tired
after that,
about an hour
or so was it?
Lost all sense of time
Only for a while
mind you
Only for a while…
~
Some snow,
an afterthought,
soon passes:
a dusting,
a sprinkling
barely even that.
You think one up this time
if your fancy takes you
Give me a home where
considerably more that this
is worth insuring:
a home fit for genuine
black forest gateaux
made from real black forest trees
and Gemutlichkeit
Go do something useful!
Out is not an option now.
Cook, shower, sweep, decorate.
You are on your own.
Mind your business.
Improve you circulation!
Shake a leg you slag.
Beat your inner slave around.
See what it feels like
getting pushed around by me.
Is this work?
Irregular hours, low pay,
alienation – yea its work…
Unwaged slavery sounds odd.
Who’s the exploiter?
Mr Algorithm
This is getting slow.
There’s your problem…here we go:
off on one again.
Go do something useful!
Hare today:
Fawn tomorrow
Crowbar wire curtains
Open for dizziness
Sanguine pension on the hill
Sunburst finish pagoda
Small geology
Now
you are
getting into it
shit it went again
in the blink of a blink of
a blink of a blink
the blink
of an
I
Mulls of Gawd grin slow
butt exceeding snailspace
Grub time encroaches
They call it slowmo Monday
Tuesday’s just salad
Wednesday’s shrivelled lettuce
Thursday’s undressed crab…
Shipping forecast for
the night plays elsewhere.
Aussie film about autism
drives me bedward night
stumbles noisily sleep’s
all too familiar
sneakthief stalks the room
added bladder
alerts induce piss
call water break cake & vape
too early and too
late illusions of
endeavour fade away to
Paris long ago
shipping forecast for
the day plays elsewhere
Grimbeau 