Bunfight at the KO Canal
High Tabasco noon
Welcomes you to Sausageworld
Run through piquant jungles
Scallions feed stallions
Runyon peels an onion
Lacrymoniously
Bewailing Mahogany
Grimbeau
Scroodles
Category: writing
September 9, 2015
Lebanon
Under giant monkey puzzle
in blue dawn light
watching you disappear.
Only gnarly rusty brown trunk bark,
unsullied sodden scrub grass,
stale sandalwood incense,
sweet virgin urine,
musk sweat
abide with me
You cut your leg.
I licked it better.
Under doctored monkey puzzle
in afternoon haze
inhaling wet, sweet earth.
September 9, 2015
Tard
False start, phantom urges,
torpid orchid, shy to leave.
Back down, board the junk,
Jesternista, caught a crab,
choppy weather, flayed on blether,
sever Trevor, war not love,
H-bomb ambrosia,
cream the pesky varmint rice.
Ring the changes, ding-a-ling.
There’s a thing. Hell’s got bells!
Jesus wept, overslept,
missed the bus, succubus.
Train to Darksville,
never late, never late, never late…
September 8, 2015
Mantra
Sick
I am sick
Sick and tired
Of Being
Sick and tired
I am tired
Of Being
Sick
September 6, 2015
Twenty Flight Knock
She came in
through the bathroom window,
crept across the
bathroom floor,
glanced into the bathroom
mirror
slipped out through the
bathroom door
September 6, 2015
Squiddly-Diddly
The all-embracing
pink bouncy rubbery squid
sprawls cross my mod cons…
Yes, it’s got that bad,
it’s reach this point, this juncture-
hallucinating
bold gigantic squid
lolling on my hot hob,
giving me that all
knowing dead one eye
come get me sucker
challenging behaviour act
September 6, 2015
Slow Instances
Swoop Stop:
Disregard
Cast off heavy earth
for gossamer sky
Make restful nebulous
Cloudy Cuckooland
happy home,
hermetic hideaway,
asylum shelter
~
Often storm dark rage,
sometime becalmed frothy fluff,
or invisible potentate,
Plenipotentate
passing by, beyond
fleeting memories
hard and softhead rains
spill over drenching
prophylactic
Umbrella world
September 6, 2015
Pork & Beans
Five hours interrupted
agitated slumber:
fleas, knees, wees, mice, wind…
then by a landslide
due to popular demand
democratic vote
solely renditioned
me to imprisonment
In The White House.
~
Head bagged in muslin
Slick black Cadillac
At my insistence
The invisible security
exercise the dog.
For I am become
President elect of Poop.
Defender of the Fart
~
When will I be shot?
Brutal destiny or what!
Why is it always
just me it happens to?
If I wish really
hard can I become
an innocent bystander?
~
I as usual
wake up blown away
hit the old routines:
soft shoe shuffling,
rolling and folding,
paying scant attention
to what’s on the wireless.
~
Sure, we all pretend
how shocked well deep down
glad it is not our turn.
Sad but true but sadly true
Never reheat pork
after sundown time
it blows your bowels
constipates your mind
September 5, 2015
September Song
Soft green socks:
Equinox
Burnished gold:
Growing cold
Amber fire:
Warm desire
Purple patch:
Strike a match
September 3, 2015
Tramp
Sleeping on the ceiling
everso revealing.
Staring at the flooring
everso absorbing
hiding in the attic
often problematic
being comi-tragic
really undramatic…
Grimbeau 