What’s wrong with the world sir?

 What’s wrong with the world sir

I am yeah, write that down
What’s wrong with us
Divided selves
A broken cup
Down is high and deep is up
Little beans
Intransigent
never cracked
The enigma code
Human doings
Happy and sad
Round and round the garden
Being violated
Damoclesian cherubs
Evicting fauns
And faerie hordes
From cowslip’d lawns
Beat you up
Unscrambled eggs
You can’t
Can you, you can’t
Admit it
Time is death and death is life
Burning candles ember bright
Tomorrow is the enemy
Here she comes
Thief in the night
Let soft rain
Wash over you
Your curt persistence
Interwreathing
The mystical tapestry
All shall be yesterday
Conjured by your stony absence
Ripple in the prudi
Where is vengeance
When you’re mangled
double decker bus crash

On Oxford street

(No. 47, to Greengates)

Spot the deliberate mistake
You’ll be reborn
In a brothel in Norwich
Wonders await
Your lying arse
What’s wrong with the world sir
I am yeah, write that down
Don’t be lazy
Keep your positive waves baby
This violent silence
It’s getting worse
I’ll put you under command
Of your own leaders
And they will destroy the earth.

22/12/20