a bit of a div


a bit of a div ( vid a fo tib a )

moon in afternoon

merge in murky water

     with your then reflection

      peeping at the ripples

see the mincing mist

clear beyond the smear

      of a camp campaign

      & a spectral projection

faraway is late

never’s better though

      parp another parsnip

      as a crocus croaks

while the clocks fly

ticking like a bomb

      or the creaking ticker

      of a jibber-jabber man

wade in dunlop boots

rubber like a duck

      or the dub – in tubs

      sailing out & seabound

sun in shrouded cloud

coddled like an egghead

      shine again – y’ wanker

      giz a fuckin’ cuddle

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