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March 14, 2013

Plush Sea

Faraway from oneself is asylum

Warm peninsula across the soft bay

Muscular air inhales orange blossom

Bare feet sorb enriching clay

 

Warm peninsula across the soft bay

Capricious zephyrs kiss mad bumptious hair

Bare feet sorb blood enriching clay

Chasing the light in yielding swift spangles

 

 

Capricious zephyrs kiss mad bumptious hair

Coursing the molten corrack nursing shore

Chasing the light in yielding swift spangles

Making mockery of eternity

 

 

Coursing the molten corrack nursing shore

Faraway from ourselves is asylum

Making mockery of eternity

Muscular air inhales orange blossom

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March 14, 2013

Mad Ithaca

Chronicles of an endgame sour the day,

the last cormorant glides home half-asleep.

mauve tapering headland not faraway

Is darker; the treachery still indiscrete.

I trail past the quiet, dark caravan,

chest pounding with sorrow; tried to walk it

off but it don’t go – a woe-begotten

rotten vixen’s smashed my fragile heart.

On the rise, I make up the chintzy night scene

of Port Ithaca’s tourist hostelries.

Thronging poached Grockles being obscene

Python Lee Jacksons in a broken dream

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September 10, 2012

Tewkesbury Biker

Fang scratched his bollocks and off he took

On his trusty chopper to a shady nook
Met up with his muckers, Fred and Sam,
Who had pitched the crash tent near the caravans.
They shared a chillum and a gram of speed,
Hit the boozer, wolfed a massive feed, washed it down with
A skinful of glider: Get it inside you!

Roundly slaughtered in the Lamb and Kite
The boys engineered a squabble and the ritual fight
About Liz from Gloucester and a prick called Mike
Falling tentward laughing they condemned the chick
And screamed the wrong words to Thick as a Brick
Gave up, slugged JD and got wretched sick after
A skinful of glider: snoring bedside you!

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