Daisy’s Chain

How timid the knock of bashful earthworms?
daydreaming summer bugs
Intimations of incarceration
dog my every word
like it was only doom
that learnt to cherish
buttercups on Daisy’s chain

How timid the knock of bashful earthworms?
daydreaming summer bugs
Intimations of incarceration
dog my every word
like it was only doom
that learnt to cherish
buttercups on Daisy’s chain
High over green land
– why not?
Yeah, a proper cold snap:
bold cold ribald high hanging
lurking skulking awaiting
shaking with anticipation
on a stark arctic blast
when the chill factory dudes
finally fully fulfill
their much vaunted promissory
note to turn up the
air conditioner
according to the season…
sooner or later
it boils down to what
the fucking weather’s doing
or going to get up to-
Do you follow me?