Fields of Clay
mouthless eyes
unblinking
blank empty gazes
walking back to happiness
numbers grow
numbers fall
walking back to happiness
numbers fall
numbers grow
empty blank gazes
unblinking
eyeless mouths
walking back to happiness
mouthless eyes
unblinking
blank empty gazes
walking back to happiness
numbers grow
numbers fall
walking back to happiness
numbers fall
numbers grow
empty blank gazes
unblinking
eyeless mouths
walking back to happiness
I wanna former tribute
Band to pay tribute to
Derivatives &
Influences since time
Immemorial
Tributes due to bands
Like Living Legends
That did what they said
Down in the Church of Love
You know what I mean?
You know what I mean?
Sure, you know what I Mean
Before my very eyes
A unicorn became a trout
Strange November light
Portentous occurrences
Normal in the Mocking House
Under succulents,
through ripe soft sandstone squashes,
time wasting legumes,
warm dank hideaways,
copious, lush, dreek dark continents,
sluggish snail worlds,
violet leaf mould,
cloying noxious squelchy mulch,
luscious juicy plump larvae,
lush munchable delicacies,
scrummy fat spiders,
plump drugged bugs,
Toad completes his morning round
and
sated on his stool throne,
his vicious tongue primed for purpose,
idly oozing unctuous
obnoxious gunge,
vile putrefaction,
puffing on a dead pope’s pipe,
already rubbed
attends to his correspondence
You know full well you
end up with piles if you force it
imbibe castor oil
wait for it to work
go where the spirit moves you
offload your worry and woe
clean up after you
& flush with success
I’m
Waiting for my lunch
I’m
Waiting for my lunch
Went in the kitchen
At twelve of five
Marinade the fish
Chopped up the chives
Like Lilian Gish
I’m
Waiting for my lunch
Move it on!
That was a big one!
Said the lungfish to the lung
twitching on the floor
Twelph-thurty summat
Finds Us
Rocking away on various
Salad leaves, rocket, chive, spindle,
giant salmon tickled pink
Small Jonah Codd,
and a good shurp of
Dial-a-Lie-Schmoliticks.
Sure
The Brother will sort it out,
I’m as sure as eggs is eggs.
Time for wine & shut windows.
The airing of the stench is done.
Were you made aware
Stale air oxidises in mist?
Much like cobwebs &
everything else that springs
to mind at this wild juncture
On an airplane
Jefferson
craving Somebody to Love
Unilaterally
Declared Independence
& filed for divorce
Citing licentiousness
Marty Balin & Grace Slick
Took purple berries
Before disembarkation
The missing fusilier
Found in barrel metal
Forensic analysis
reveals went by the name of
Dudley Ballistic