Mange Tout
The caliph & the caliphate
Arranged a secret dinner date
Near Toulon, in the south of France
Called ‘Honi soi qui mal y pense.’
Grimbeau
Scroodles
Tag: Food
June 22, 2014
Sunday Worship
Post pinball full English:
Bratwurst, sautéed tatties, eggs
Fried smoked bacon slices
Baked beans and love apples.
There was also buttered toast
Father, son, and holy ghost.
April 18, 2014
Brunch with Gabo
Bacon & Egg
on White,
Celestial
choir sings,
Quarry versus Man.
‘Let any among you who is without
stone,
cast the first sin.’
Sanhedrin rules apply, Oscar.
Heads off
for Harper.
Rock Kasbah.
Whiten
Sepulchre.
Breastfeed
Granite Post
Office Party
Pooper
April 16, 2014
Smoker’s Neck
Silence breeds lunchtime.
Tell tale signs:
Blue teeth,
Buboes,
Trombones
fetid Mind-Wort
Hyacynthia…
Up in Maine,
we bathe in Clover,
not Butter.
April 15, 2014
Compost Heapos
Great Allotments of Albion yield up
sweet pea & radish.
The bearded mates look maddish
and lose well
the first challenge, woody, blemished
offerings get scant consideration from the judge,
old before his time, made over for the telly.
A sex god with a perverse
glint in his eyes
when he says ‘the last thing we want to see
is a drooping sweet pea.’
He knows, you know
April 10, 2014
Libretto
Cloud cover.
giggle of spoon
on plate.
Dishing up dinner.
Smells sound
April 1, 2014
Circuit Broker
Big, thick mist carouses car hum and buzz.
Warmer globe, scoop the parrot, wetlands lie low,
Exposed, vulnerable, prone.
Low emerald hopes incline,
in the windless mill pond offing gannets
fight for alfalfa seven times diurnally.
The French fleet lurk behind the seaweed bar
Waiting for the cows to come home to roost.
March 25, 2014
Brunch Lake
Not clearing, grey stays
The corseteers drink cream
Chicken cup soups
With gullible croutons
Corrugated tin roof din
Wet cats weep
Waiting for morsels
Or dead fledglings
Drowned maiden flight.
A quick gasper, some goss
Back to whalebones
And big hollow needles
For fat cameleopards
March 23, 2014
Act of Warship
Sunday.
All day.
Lamb chops,
mash or baked.
Oven.
What else?
A Leek.
Fags, need fags.
How?
Conscripts & regulars.
Shit…
Entropy
March 20, 2014
Late Night Shopping
Moussaka from Alaska!
Aint
Had any moose
For donkey’s ears.
Jazzy caresses
Tell me:
If you can keep your head
When all around are
Are losing theirs
You can read this.
Grimbeau 