My left sleeve smells of oniony yet none of the onions wreak of sleeve & neither of my big toes are buniony I can stand quite comfortably - 15 sugars please. All roads lead to Prietenegg not that hungry but I'd like an egg preferably scrambled as the language of the brain or Humpty Dumpty - post-he-fell-tumbly - so welcome to our domain x ...
Author: resarfpoetry
1 of these daze…
A cacophony of broccoli - it's a brassica-based monotony, a demonic-lampshade & a CABAL of sinister lampreys. An estate agent with a spine & soul, a maenad sleeping & a rather arsey troll. The Plague of Justinian plus a Troop of Morris Men but very nearly - bloody almost if I was me I'd blame them ...
shaturday
Infuriated by cross stitchers, lark twitchers & harp pickers. Genocide, the M25, that wicked bee hive & the stench on Fly-Tip Drive. Then shafted by the MINING INDUSTRY, a minor celebrity, ~ that shat brevity ~ , a distinct lack of levity & non-longevity. Artistic gymnasts, Benedictine skin flaps, holes in Poundland bin bags plus the pun had run away - you bastard Shaturday x ...
no added shudder
Winter arrived unannounced last night a brief smidgening of snow-stuff the cheeky shite, a dainty scattering of white shit the seasonal squit but with plenty more in store I'm sure do I mind? - Not a bit x ...
what we already know…
15% hate A over C & 2/17ths of them lot would y'know, blatantly. Plus in the area of 18/41sts of these would tumble-ARRHG-stumble into the dreaded bracket E thus excluding superstitions & rogue-erratic Whitsuns at a roughly constant rate of fairly 2.8. Further, as per pie-charts Byzantine whispers, vistas & Skylarks 19.~ Tuesdays would fail to correlate inciting potential hill fog & riots as their stats abominate. Yet 2/3 of murmurations are allergic to cress so why this really kicks-off shall remain a game of chess - yes, here-be-lie the FACT-SHATS cold, hard 'n' bare & a Nightingale sang in Berkeley Square ...
access all everywheres
Reality is a turquoise hedgehog in a constant state of flux, so probably-normally not a turquoise hedgehog it might be a greengage or ducks. Or a stone circle, mandrake or myrtle - bubble wrap - bubble bath its interspersals are MULTIVERSAL ...
at low nucleotide
It was roughly mid morning (ish) at low nucleotide when the D & RNA they seemed so distant far away. & so the genes at sea began to bad dream, another state perchance mutate, a cheeky fluffy monster with a lovely gobshite grin or part of a collective (!) - "PLEASE COME IN" ...
terms in contradiction
Poetry is practically invincible like a tough young Buddhist cat, a ball-resistant moth or a warfarin tolerant rat. As poetry refuses to die like a relative - well fortified & remaining unconquerable, with the keep tower standing proud its lofty attic in the clouds but in many ways it's still very vulnerable ...
2 missed calls
1 missed call from Manchester an 0161 telephone number I wonder who you were ? Plus another missed call from Birmingham an 0121 - I've never 'eard of 'em but confusion soon returns ...
the sun is secretly belgian
The Sun is secretly Belgian but it's never told a soul like Eddie Merx, Stella Artois or the Smurfs for fear of losing its sway & control. As some Sun worshippers would demmand blood if they found out & no doubt switch their allegiences to the moon (!), oh the Sun is secretly Belgian & Jupiter's diabetic but don't tell a single sausage or that sun will come for you ...
resarf poetry 