Moodpainter…
Stitched up
like a kipper.
Slow train fuming.
Touch light blue paper.
Electric smoke smell.
Flicker.
Glimpse candle
spunk in shade.
Dragonfly and scallion:
Pork medallion.
Bang.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang. Is that you?
No.
Knobsides?
Not got any.
Stuck then.
Coalholed in one.
Albatross
humming like a hawser
In a fall squall
What does this building want?
Man stands in hallway.
Homburged.
Astrakhanned.
Light comes in
red, yellow, blue
distending oblongs
via semi-circular
stained, coloured panes.
Man sees the house is
chairless, tableless, rugless.
The building needs filling,
that’s what’s do be done
First things first.
Open the door:
leave it that way.