sneeze
Situation abNormal
Each and Everyone fucked-up
—hear no meets Zeno Evil
Grimbeau
Scroodles
October 14, 2016
October 14, 2016
Risen! Is it?
slob dons long john-johns chthonic dressing gown crumbles down below (Harken! The Bells) truffle waffle kerfuffle muffled chronic iconic gin & tonic how ironic!
October 14, 2016
Palimpsestinous
Palimpsestina
The beginning of beguine
The hospital bed years
Miracles happen
Wonders never cease
Over eight short years
The blink of an I
In the word was the begin
Ning of the beginning
October 14, 2016
Our Johanna
Llamas debasement grotesque apartment
Crime of defacement breaking up discouragement
Wind weathered true blue purchasing new health food
Dead geraniums ooze oilslick crude
Drongo emerges in bits
Feverishly exiting crumpled
recidivist’s drunken carcass
black tank prison stint
Blackness thick as creasote lint
Inky pinky molasses
Sado the Gaoler steals a parting kiss
Through cracked thin pursed lips
Chokes on wreaking Treacle
spattered malodorous pelt
Obstinate bowels make last
Opiated loony stand declare:
Get scrubbling hobo: self, dwelling, pots & pans
Get fed up hobo, get water, learn about money
Sort it out this next week, clear headed, full of hope
Those just past were the
annihilate days of cynical grumbles
Everyone left is old or sick
Learn to play misty again
Sport Roberta Flack jacket
Long hot shower ahead shop
…
So you think you can
get away with writing bling?
Get scrubbling Bobo
If you wannabe a Dylano
Learn how not to sing
Like Perry Como
…
Seeing and being seen, thought Our Johanna, avoiding the mirror the nervy curtain call. October slumped and flu jabbed lies twitching on the sofa, lookin’ for a gofer, time-Honoured joker, flaky, shaky feeble hand…
Mary-Anne—whatever happened to Mary-Anne?
Got carried off in a big white van,
maimed her old man
half a gallon, rustic jam
Bubbling away in a frying pan
Clung to his hair like a Rubberband
…Will Quince fulfilled his fruity pastoral duties
sound bitten realists winced when they misheard…
Put in a shift—3 hours liquid refreshment
October 13, 2016
Feather Bucket
He’s still there waving & grinning
and wish as hard as I can it remains
Shorty – the ghoulish clown:
giant daisy in a crimson bowler,
mouth like a lewd, purple inner tube.
Striped, hoola-hoop held pantaloons
hanging off Moorish orange braces
glowing lime green socks
in burnt brown boots.
October 12, 2016
cornucopium
Ill again, fingers
Burnt by silvered sun
Nothing much to say
Wizard notions complicate
The simplicity of food
October 11, 2016
incubation
Watching telly all morning,
Majolica 197
0, three episodes
Braindead indweller exhales
From your own correspondent
October 10, 2016
Cat Found in Road Dead
Everything is blog
Post it immediately
Editing is dead
End of time for reflection
Winter Palace mirrors purr
Grimbeau 