Wednesday, 1 June 2022
collation of lamentables
Football war
and underpanties
Buttercups glow
In the swallowing throat
Take this impasse
To gomorrah
Breugel paints my hairy arse
Nothing burns my blood
Whole trammels mark
And course
Only one more Touch
Insatiable river cede
Her bed to summer bleach
Stepping stone weir
Stepping stone weir
On the honey bankx
And marble
Columns cold and wet
Ripple the choir invisible
Twittering secret speakers
Doing the choristers work
Bluebell dumb they ring.
Sometimes the taste
Orange oil
Cannabis
Pheromones
Cigarettes coffee
Afternoon sex
Would last for days
Cling to nostrils
Chemical haze
Incessantly
Inebriating
All my senses
Like a punch
A velvet punch
Saffron heavy
Lo the mirage
Your forfended
Holy holy
Pure ineffable
Cherry maze.
One day you'll swim with dolphins,
One day you'll go to Mars.
One day you'll put your hand down my pants
and then you'll see the stars.
One day you'll go ballistic,
One day you'll know my love...
One day you'll be a statistic,
One day you'll coo with doves.
One fine day in the middle of the night,
One fine day you'll see the light.
Don't go swimming in the Jordan Gordon.
Don't go climbing daffodils.
Don't be afraid, don't be a knot.
Don't grill me with a tirade of abassynian flies.
Don't Will the waves
of recalcitrance
from indigeny to corpulence,
Don't wave your flag in my face like a cock.
I'm not so drunk as to abbreviate this maelstrom.
I'm not so asleep as to while away the storm.
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