Author: resarfpoetry

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cats all folks

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cats all folks ( sklof lla stac )

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catalogues hunt mice
cathedrals carping catarrh
caterers burn cakes

as the cattle moo
masticate & mass debate
cataclysms purr

catatonic pap
catastrophe is blooming
so the catkins crow

but the scatty rub
dries like mummification
scatters on the breeze

catch another nap
dream’s the sweetest catalyst
caterpillar tracks

catfish caterwaul
wassails in catamarans
polecats up maypoles
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oh, those fucking poetz

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oh, those fucking poetz ( zteop gnikcuf esoht ,ho )

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posturing ponces with song in their bonces

mutants of music if rhythm esconces

humming ‘n’ strumming a pen’s instrumentals

lepers with pencils, the notes of the mentalz

scrotes of a morning, the welkin is yawning

clatter is calling if bollocks is dawning

nattering nutters, a sputter of clutter

trolling the normalz, the scrawls of the other

blithering babbles, a swan for the annals

supping not nectar – but dross from the barrels

witches ‘n’ wizards which sunbathe in blizzards

wailing ‘n’ howling the out of the innards

stoats in a forest of badgers ‘n’ weasels

dancing on sabbaths, the ill in illegals

tossers ‘n’ dossers, the scum of the earthen

burn all the poets, the beasts of this burden

– fuckers

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oh, those bloody poemz

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oh, those bloody poemz ( zmeop ydoolb esoht ,ho )

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catch a feather pen
when the breeze is blowing so
as remember’s embers glow
squid the nib & then

sputterings of dust
spanners, spins ‘n’ spatulas
colanders ‘n’ calendars
rummages ‘n’ rust

scatterings of ash
passengers on paper planes
wobbles on a cobbled lane
scratches of a rash

aches ‘n’ scrapes of scrotes
jottings in a tosser’s log
tangents in the phantom fog
shapes of nature’s notes

music is the glue
oddness is an odyssey
prosody’s a lottery
fuck it, that’ll do

piddles in a pad
sinking with the kitchenette
piffle on the internet
scribbles of the mad
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inner-nutshell ( & out the other )

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inner-nutshell ( & out the other ) ( ( rehto eht tuo & ) llehstun-renni )

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swans upon an interim

summer hums a winter hymn

wither weaves a tapestry

sputters dust ‘n’  flams the flim

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in the realm of mizzle men

misery’s a piffle pen

rasps a gasping raspberry

whelms the whim of fizzle then

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when the wren is but a crow

rivers run a backwards flow

flutter by the banks & see

sunken suns, an afterglow

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broken odes & mirror lands

finger food for phantom hands

screwing loosened shrews in me

kitchen sinks in sinking sands

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in between the peaking trough

whispers in the breezes scoff

dangle from a branching tree

spins the snug of bugger off

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flopping forth in flaccid rain

death is pecking on the brain

storming like a cup of tea

’til the scribbles strike again

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the things we sniff

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the things we sniff ( ffins ew sgniht eht )

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petrichoral earth
when the rain falls dry

terror in the eyes
of the muzzled mask-brigade

buns in the oven
bakers up the duff

onions in the pan
after weeping their demise

recycled garbage
parped from the pulpit

doom on the snooze
& the b.b.c’s bullshit

roses up noses
sing a ring o’ death

petals in the breeze
on the wheezing, sneezing air

milk, if it’s off
sulphur from a ghost

cheese in me socks
or grilled on toast

soup on simmer
metal, if we smelt it

farts from the arse
of the croupier that dealt it
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