scribble on

~

scribble on  (  mmmmmmmh a  )


scraps of that & this

skate the pond of frozen fish

roam the mist of swish


lost within the frost

burbles in a thermal vest

toes & fingers crossed


smoking ifs & buts

drifting with the crystal snow

babble dust & nuts


cackle in the cold

chuckle in the mud & muck

shim & jig for gold


summer's on the run

sprinting at a squinting pace

chase the speckled sun


squawking with the dog

til we spot the blossom hops

or the spawn of frog


cracking as the cat

whips the snap of dragon flaps

& the rafters bat


winter sings a song

whispers licking bags of bones

groan - & scribble on

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bad animals

~

bad animals  (  tnar  a  )



coppers are piglets

snakes run the nation

war is walrus

roaring for more


rats trap this village

sport is for goldfish

bankers are locusts

weevils & fleas


poets are toadspawn

the internet? weasels

churches are leeches

& pubs suck the same


gossips are beavers

& masons? amoebas

plus

soldiers are muppets

the law is just bull

( fuck 'em )

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spinning in the month of jan

~

spinning in the month of jan  (  meop lanosaes a  )



sledging from a hillock's head

trudging on a sodden path

legs of lead & kiss the mist

yonder is a scatter graph


roaming in a leafless wood

gloaming in the afternoon

sputter dust until the dark

barking at a lupus moon


sliding on the ice's black

rasping ash & clasping straws

squinter life is hellebore

singing songs of doors & thaws


dripping on a sheet of snow

spit the shit that hits the fan

circle twirls until the spring

spinning in the month of jan

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how to catch a church mouse

~

how to catch a church mouse  (  ffuts citcadid  )



as a rubber ball, if falling

on a breeze as colds


sneezing from the tors of moorlands

to the bogs of wolds


in the church's dirt they're lurking

chewing on a pew


running through the organ's organs

as the buggers do


shitting on the vicar's hymn books

pissing in the font


nibbles on communion crackers

in their restaurant


sweetly sleep the congregation

dreams of cakes & doves


sit with nimble, ninja fingers

wear a pair of gloves


as the waxen candles flicker

phantom flaps of flame


grab as fattened cats are napping

play the bloody game

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voles in the doldrums

~

voles in the doldrums (  emyhr fo mrof a si noitaretilla  )




sunken as sand

spring is an earwig

winter's a mangle

wring in the year


portals & all

dog under blanket

snore as a dormouse

warm in this house


sun on the run

running as honey

leeches & money

fumbles in gloves


cold on the moors

walruses warble

voles in doldrums

dream of a breeze

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