Black splash.

It’s a colour

It’s a taste
It’s a noise noise noise
It’s a worm
It’s a wonder
It’s emotion on a plate
It’s a wire sack of wishes on a yellow washing line

It’s a dirth
It’s asunder
It’s a dismal entity
It’s a birth
It’s a plunder
It’s a moveable feast
It’s a fire crack of guts from chaotic to sublime
It’s a made-up make-a-break a fake-off
when my Guinevere called the date off


it's an evanescent bubble burst
somewhere deep inside 
the stream of unconsciousness mine
actually, i don't know what it is
it's a picture 
i paid an agency for kind permission
to reproduce it
and even that isn't the truth
'cos i took it without permission
from my mate ruth.