A smallish dose of chaos should be taken everyday; a tablespoon of turmoil, 3 teaspoons of disarray, 20mg of topsy-turvy, a rat's nest in a pockets worth of tempest plus half a puddle of tumultuous muddle - repeat until completely compos mentis ...
Author: resarfpoetry
sound advice
The Sun is a cancer gun it's the reason why we live & our death-beam too, The Moon in all its hard cheese is a werewolf-activator & ghost-amplifier - so I'd stay in if I were you ...
some lines on highwaymen & root vegetables
D' you ever have that dream where your Dick Turpin? 'Stand & deliver' robbing the rich of jewellery 'n' dosh. Then you wake up of a morning with your arms around a turnip & no one wants to fill in those gaps so God bless sweet dreams & memory loss x ...
all thaws
Of a morning in a thawing winter-wonder-wood-land listening to the Blank-Shit drip from the branches; transforming into water but where does it come from let alone go? Oh the mysteries of life & the White-Shite or as some folk insist on calling it 'Snow' ...
prayer poem
Dearest Gods of the Air then of course Jesus & the other 1 Lord please ban vintage steam fairs nasty dreams & all wars. Bad smells & smart cars the cult of celebrity glove puppets jumping on their own from opened cupboards & the piss-take annoying vagueness of brevity. Plus can we have more Butterflies in January? Will I go to HELL if I prefer dirty-sliced-white over granary? Are grey squirrels really a species or just that little bit older? Alleyways nice 1 4 glistening-listening & lifting these chips - in a bit off my shoulder. (AmEnd) ...
mid-january bollocks
Halfway through the coldest oldest month of The Years when head-shat bites hard & Arctic blasts reappear yes roughly 50% of 1 twelfth - is it snowing? Or just confused sleet the usual sheet so keep going ...
optional
You don't have to give your hair a comb or iron your clothes to mind your own or look both ways when crossing the road 'cause life's too short - they're optional those ...
mind the gaps
Apparently it's gaps that are key as gaps make the whole thing breathe but please remain wary of the spaces that you leave or these gaps they might take over words are our sanctuary ...
old scientists
Old school science shit text-books you were far too dated then with graphs 'n' graphics of a former century & black & white photographs glum fuzzy hairy men. Plus women with the thickest glasses in Christendom it's amazing how we have a population now I hated you 'cause you weren't English or History but somehow I still keep you -which is a fucking mystery ...
often but mainly then
Some statues frown the proper cheeky ones wink the Turin Shroud novelty tea towel blinked as shadow figures pass between which should scare or surprise almost unseen from the corners of my eyes ...
resarf poetry 