If you don’t agree with me, that’s because you’re wrong

You thought that thought 

again I think 

You think 

you’re thinking freely 

But don’t go think 

you’re kidding me

I know that you’re being really  

Contra Quatro 

Speak of the big fat devil 

evil does as evil lurks 

Better to distinctly disagree 

Than be enthralled 

By what you seek

Blind in the valley of vision  

If you don’t agree with me 

That’s because you’re wrong 

I’m right I’m right 

you’re wrong you spong 

So think again until you see 

You’re wrong until we both agree 

Your big mistake in letting 

Thoughts occur which are unvetted 

By a vet and yet and yet 

a govt vet to boot I bet 

Is that they burn your little brain 

Like a magnifying glass 

On the back of the hand

You hold it there to break a duff 

Until the pain is just enough 

11 wasp stings to the face 

Both eyes included 

Then you scream for vinegar poultice 

For the acid to be diluted 

What is fame 

A trick of light 

Wealth won’t save you 

Nothing you think 

Is any use unless directed 

Thoughts have weight 

So let them

Fall 

Snowflakes in the Metro

Jasmine warm on astrakhan 

They melt and coalesce with sweat 

You can see its ghost is steam

That molten thought 

Magenta aura 

Penicillin 

Something lurid 

Cut the air 

Choiceless choiceless 

Be aware my mantra sounds 

Of its own volition 

Far away 

Thoughtless as the sweetest perfume 

Waving bluebell 

Summer deep

No division 

No unknowing 

Only being 

Full of stone.

16/8/19