Just C
C?
C what?
You left it there
Did I,
can’t remember
here look –
C!
C?
C what?
You left it there
Did I,
can’t remember
here look –
C!
Dog keen to bursting
Movement yields results
Night gives way to day
Outside it is unraining non stop.
Grabbed about five for Lethe.
Dreams go west with light.
Stop reading everything straight
away with a view to a kill;
always at fives & sevens.
There are other numbers.
Bangers in th’oven
Eleven o’clock pronto.
Football crowd chants:
‘He’ll shoot, he’ll score, he’ll eat your
Labrador, bloke next door, bloke next door.’
~
Sausage sandwich assembled
fearlessly sampled.
Zingy tabasco gobsmack.
Vogeltop bowerbirds strut their stuff.
Lovenest blueprints scrutinised.
~
Unique seduction points include:
iridescent spiders,
chocolate slugs, ant crispies,
seven flugelhorns,
zinc embossed en suite
~
Chamber Music hall;
silent moviedrome quintet;
playing incidentally framing caption
awestruck terpsichordal disbelief.
An Enlightened harpsichord.
~
Greasepaint mascara yard brush.
After birth oven nation.
Cod fish sauce soused
In Tin foil enveloped
Satisfaction guaranteed.
Adidas feat
Primeval slime
Porcupine elvers saucepan fiend
Attica Smirnov gob
Marzipan slivers preen
Adidas counterfeit design
Nectar sand clumpish sills
Jezusalem quilted scrim
Figfingle’s plenum crescent hand
Consider unseemly hues
Bric-a-brac
Evening news
~
Recall it nine eleven
Rumpelstiltskin
Twice exploded
~
My lord’s house has many
Vestibules
Full of fools
~
When I see free
Undulant sea
I am beside
Myself with glee
Sombre Parliament
Death debate lunchtime
Sepulchral viewing
Cremated steak-kidney pie
Charcoal chips-Sati salad
Black coffin, ugly fruit
Gorgonzola cigarette
washed down with
Bromton Cocktails
Four oak lock roll call
Two days spent
sat is too long:
Witch doctors report concludes…
‘…well awry syntax:
entropic buttocks
demi-swastika posture;
deemed fit for human sacrifice.’

High Tabasco noon
Welcomes you to Sausageworld
Run through piquant jungles
Scallions feed stallions
Runyon peels an onion
Lacrymoniously
Bewailing Mahogany
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.