Late afternoon,
an afternoon flouted,
another one.
Cooked a scrumptious
Stilton omelette.
Ate it.
Listened to Elvis.
The wonder of you.
Wondered.
Repeatedly beaten
by a Turtle.
Roamed the garden
finding fault.
Paused
For thought
Got caught
Al Boley
fills gas
lamp mantle
a tin, eerie
bacolite mantle,
Woodbine romance
Shall we dance?
Syncopated Agatha;
Anglepoise, equipose,
Lachrymose quaques.
Crackle and ivory,
drum brush, Dapper Dan,
tuxedo, savoy, suave, class, pure class, lush…
rubber corsets on flaccid flappers,
inner tube condoms,
PJ Perelman, art deco, echo chamber
commemorations, abdications, league of nations,
pylon poets, silver screens, Teruel,
Abyssinia, King Zog, King Kong,
concierge, demi-urge, debutantes, ants-in-pants…
Popular Fronts, Fascist Cunts, Micky Mouse,
The uniformed doorman at the Picture House
Primo Carnero, Bonnie, Clyde, Lassie
Armstrong Siddeley, broken chassis
Spikes, louses, blouses, dames in trousers
Pathe Newsreels, nudists, sandalled Buddhists,
Caddying for Tony Locke, spats, Schneider Trophy
No nightingales in Berkeley Square, just martingales,
I
am
Blessed of
A
Multi-
Personality
Disgorger:
What about you?
Dust.
Sun Ra.
Free jail.
Cordelia
Blimey
O’Reily
Red
Buttons Mushrooms
…here in pen if not in umbra.
Tea and a pea. A pea and a pee.
Tee tea and a Tee-tee.
A tepee. A PT109. Pete Bog.
A pea on a tee. Peaty Bog.
TP McManus. Tipperary
Tim. Peter Purvis…
Bake
spuds, move rainbow, smote bowels, cower
shower.
Get out of this space: mace.
Downside up
outside handcuffs.
Get out of this space:
face.
Run and run, hurt and hide, get out of this
space:
race.
Tulane, hold back! Bivouac, lamb Ada.
Get out of this space: chase.
Chantilly, paper, shoe. Confiscate your…
Get out of this space:
Midday blooms
in passing cloud,
Brrghhh.
Turn up heat.
It is
Garlic bread still
under grill.
Cheerful tunes
trill ditties,
twee baroque
flute and warble
while We
observe the fig tree
perspicaciously.
Jump up!
Out yer seat?
Just joking,
looky-looky yonder…
adenoidal brother
flouts the flute.
Bloody Ingrate.
Too snotty, he say:
‘Big blows.’
A
Nosey Christian prys, sighs:
‘Clueless and Bubo black, like dead sharks are.’
Mood impetigo,
slap rose petal ointment on,
take the town drain to Vermington.
Dalai Llama, come back all is been given!
Katy Lied.
Bright green bus,
Blonde dressed black,
Sun kissed feet
‘Good morning!’
Yesterday
was pure good
sunlight all the way
today the bricks
are happy and
light hearted
I am bronzed.
Like Homer.
07:33
An Elegy:
Wetland and Fen!
Not bad.
It is a good
stretch of the legs:
Walking the Dog.
Taking and Waking
In sights &
sounds.
Stribbling,
stroodling,
straddling
stream and hurdle,
mending your feet,
watching your step.
Then
with a clear head:
Measuring up
room up for size,
first thing,
sugar soap scrub down,
then
paint it with words and birds,
oddities,
follies, bric-a-brac, décor…
sigh & Smoke
Coffee & shower now?
Finish up here first.
Catch a bit of news.
Take in the daylight,
switch off the nightlife.
Grimbeau 