~

( **** it )  (  m y  a f t e r n o o n  )

…

when it pours

then it pours

so you're drenched

then you're drenched


when your bones

they are soaked

when the earth's

thirst is quenched


but there's more

& still more

with no end

in sight yet


be that back

of that duck

when you're wet

then you're wet

...

~

poetry’s a dick’ead diary  (  a  p o e m  )

…

poetry's a sad nymph weeping

poetry's a spring lamb leaping

poems are a bunch of words

that we shat out just like turds


poetry's a burnt flag blazing

poetry's half-part amazing

poems are a form of glue

solvent free ( killjoys, boo hoo )


poetry's a sort of anchor

poetry's a fuckin' wanker

poems are a startled herd

poems are a flock of birds


poetry's a dragon - fiery

poetry's a dick'ead diary

poems know a trick or two

yet they're tits

yes, this is true

...

~

deskhead  (  f o u r – l i n e – read  )

…

this desk is a mess

this head is a mess

my head is this desk

this desk is my head

...