May Come September…
Mud found in third eye
Oversight on your behalf
Foot in mouth disease
Calamity Jane holds up
the Deadwood Stage for kicks
Grimbeau
Scroodles
Category: writing
May 22, 2017
May 22, 2017
Perambulant
wheelchair soaks up rays
lazy riot violates
afternoon slum boy
crept off tippy toes
just to drop you off these lines
take the chance on the quiet
while next door life is put to rites
she you understand
could easily have booked up
that restaurant by herself innit
nice to get a bit of sun on the skein
no matter what you may say
struck by Misericordia
just for laughs you understand
of course you do now
you remember what happened
the time before and
the time before that
now you come to mention it
eavesdroppers will
be persecuted by grommits
tinnitis & mice
walking is waiting
at a pedestrian pace
sitting is waiting
as a sedentary pace
which is no pace at all
running is wishing
for a simple life
far from the muddling crud
May 21, 2017
Mistah Trufflepockets Strikes Again
Sulksville dribbles beige
Dixie Jazztime in Valhalla·
Them posh hush puppies
Just aint working out·
pains crowd herd lower nexus·
memories flood joyful play
bring tears over years·
dat ole man blubber·
he just keeps mooching anon…
May 19, 2017
Carnage
Slice up bloody oranges
two four six eight sanguine smiles…
aluminum aluminium
lapis lazuli corpus
tinctured
sink top
lays down cool pedestrian
altar piece groove
sacrifice limbs & digits
deafly unwielding rustic
ludic breadknife
to serrate jagged
bedraggled Sevillians
garish gumshield
quartered segments
skin & pith intact
snaffled up cutish
tense borne by bent paw
over chasmic chasm
The sure chariot passes
Imperious, regal, sublime
above vile
sundry understuffs
Abysmal unmentionables,
Microbial, teeming tootsies
strewn obscenely
About the titan grey floor
swaddled one of my heads in
bindweed, strangulating
taut lime shoelace gristle,
heat seeking drowsy
missile, destination
compost
amygdala sun spot
erupts in symmetry
down in dingly dell
May 18, 2017
WaTerfEll
Six (eventide in I trust)
Grapewater bombs burst
Shaking densest undergrowth
—olive dark gloss blubs
Green lilac preens, cushioned bramble
Shakes it off like sorrow
Enlivened torso swells
Deuterium showers gel
From a dry spot running water
Fills an aluminium basin
Drain clogged up by scraps
Dirty spoon spadework
Want! What do I want?
Came as a shock clean out of
Pretty much nothing
Like an asteroid
Fairly blew me away though
In the blink of an eye
Shadow of what was
No not a shadow
There is no sunlight
Write about something
What…& there’s food
Food sighs lists mean choices
Think imagine remember
Something nice on offer
Stock answers ten years
As if I can remember
After that deluge
May 17, 2017
Trumpy McTrumpface
Trumpy McTrumpface stood on a wall
Trumpy McTrumpface sped to a fall
All the Thing’s Horses
& All the Thing’s Men
Will not put Trumpy
Together again…
No witness
was made available
To participate
in the witness protection
Programme.
Fish fled for the coast
Mendacity stalked the land
Never criticise
what you don’t understand
Pull the other one
Britain should leave Britain
May 15, 2017
Restraint
Candle on, rain shrewd,
meat pie and two veg,
suppress urge to chew,
black and white movie:
Séance on a Wet Afternoon
May 15, 2017
Winzerschla(R)fenziet…(proLonged)
(Ger) splat! punk severn zum eleven
(neiLs BoRe)…& so on & so forth all long legrooM
Punctuated sous: bouts of mictuRition, coffee de foi’ graze
atom puff & gripe water, sucks on sparse menthol vape, meandering
through cruel channel & guides in search of?
Something beyond my control—I am not
Who I was & am what I am·(?)
Winzerschlafenziet they call it sometimes
In obscurantist circles:
Crimson sheets barely tell untruth
blue tip of the icebreaker snides
Crashing through pack mice whinging
& all night teleshopping seeing the sea breaking up…
May 9, 2017
Most Peculiar Twelvemonth
Barney wags its tail
Immediately aware
Good dog got bad name
Chance of snowfall further south
Undercarriage dandruff fleets
Breezily past window
Blowin all away
In the windy wind
The Mork & Mindy wind
Most peculiar twelvemonth
May 8, 2017
Churching the Fish
It’s quarter past four…
The last machine is
Nearly done spinning
‘Beware of the hums’
The Ice-cream man Comet
Some shit by Mozart
The day’s getting grey
A white cabbage patch
Butterfly avoids
An insistent barrage
‘The hums are dumb, son’
Grimbeau 