Undermined
left laughing girl
fester in hog cabin…
one less to feed?
check for flesh wounds…
none visible,
just a gulf revealed
beneath unravelled
opaque skein.
the geese fly west
for some weather.
Bullied into it
spiteful downtrodden
strike out without
good reason,
no one in their
right mind would,
get what’s coming?
more of the same again,
denudation
and encroachment,
Just marasmus of
body politic,
virgin season
Contagious creed
outrageous seed,
litigious nuns
religious guns,
Canon fodder law,
martial copper law,
common senseless law…
Runaway, runaway, runaway
To where, to where, to where?
Have a week in Mozambique;
worry sheep in Martinique;
act suspicious in Mauritius;
bake Alaska in Madagascar..
Chuck the world in a bucket,
drop it in the wishing well
No aims, no lords, just me, and the sea…
Snug in the lap and rock, the slop and plash
Diving deeper, the sleeper plumbs new depths
Of woozy deep, slithers, warm down the unseeable
Billowing liquid flames of the core, the temenos,
Breeched and hewn by exquisite heat, forging a
Pillowed inglenook in which to mosspot ease.
This is no dark blue luxus dreamt up
in tune or sketch, no symphonic flood,
folk smoke trail stream or ramble.
It lies here with the corpuscle
glitching grike soft timorous in the mammoth,
anemone corner of the one now clear
smiling eye behind the fourth stone.