Sunday, 12 April 2020

Give me telescopes



You inspire me 
Beauty rules 
Fuckkng Nora 
Splificate
I am sober 
As a badger 
Give me telescopes 
Or an eye patch 
I am blinded 
Either way 
Do you know the rules miss Clara 
You were made to teach me them 
All inversions 
Cone and mewly 
Kitten high they smell like toast 
You Debussy 
Or a sparrow 
You infusion 
Straggle blink 
I look through you 
Like a seer 
And I get to float in space 
Russian astress 
Dense and diamond 
She’s a rent in Shelley’s woof 
When you undress 
Shin the wallop 
Drainpipes cleave 
And break like flint 
This is more than mind can fathom 
When the bird’s egg 
Blue with freckles 
Incubated pocket warm 
Flighting furry 
Wild creation 
Red in beak untimely torn 
The mother’s breast
The railway yard 
The wail of frogs 
The scrappie’s yard

You inspire me 
Fuckkng Badger 
Beauty spews
The magic thread 
I am sober 
Let me drink you
And your furie 
Generate me high and brazen 
Roman candle like I poison 
All the streams 
With idle wreckage 
Crystal Vestige 
Of the message 
Burnt on water 
Like a heartache 
Cut to glass. 

You keep me hoary 
And these limina
Glue you slothly
To the luminent
Rage I swallow 
Sieving the krill 
Of your candescent 
Wax hot torture 
Through my bleak
And ravenous screech.

2/11/19.

















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