Someone cut your hair with a knife and fork

Someone cut your hair 

With a knife and fork 

O heaven beware

O golly o lawks 

Made you look

Made you stare

Made you lose your underwear 

Sugar and bread 

And all things dead

Imploding Kaleido

tyranny of sleep 

rainbow Collision 

Threnody in Crete 

Do be serious 

Like a mirage 

Can’t you see 

The mists of Albion 

Lose yourself 

And live forever 

In the realm 

Of the continuous 

Stream of integrated 

Evolution 

Which includes 

The smallest particle 

All the rest 

Is harnessed scent 

Someone lost you 

Like a wonder 

Like the innocence 

Of a Sioux 

Splash those injuns

Front and Centre 

When you park your 

Winnebago 

When you fleet 

Your magnetisms 

When you blow 

Your last saloon 

In the ghost dance 

Of revulsion 

On a Tuesday 

Afternoon

East of Brighton 

Yakatoo

Or some other 

Blighted spot. 

Dunno when I rat this rot.