the internet

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the internet ( tenretni eht )

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the internet’s a troubadour
a storm trooper & a troll

the internet’s the biggest shill
in digital christendom

the internet’s a succubus
a geisha & a geek

the internet has seen you shave
y’ hairy arse & ankles

the internet’s a fire
a liar & lamia

the internet’s a parsnip
a portal & a star ship

the internet lures children
with rainbow lollipops

the internet’s a baiter
a beta & a bleep

the internet’s the shepherd
of all the jabber’s sheep

the internet’s a he-she
a zee & thingamee

the internet’s a karen
an andrew & a darren

the internet’s a cloud
a shrine & evening’s shroud

the internet’s alive
& kicking like a jackboot

the internet’s the ghoul
( divide the tribes & spool )

the internet’s a ghost
a shadow in the corner

the internet is not a friend
but never forgets a birthday

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oh, my bloody rose

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oh, my bloody rose ( esor ydoolb ym ,ho )

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heaven made the sweetest devon maid
that a ragged wrongun i had seen
so the lutes & flutes of cupid played
i – a score & seven – you fifteen

but the grass was green in gloucestershire
then a wedding – when the law allowed
i, a builder – you, a prozzer dear
so your former parent’s disavowed

killing first when i were doing bird
after pinching pallets of a night
then a second shared, a screaming third
nine or more & shovelled under sight

murder then – the horses ‘gainst the shore
death, the sleepless nectar in the cup
’til the coppers knocked upon the door
then forensics dug the garden up

curtains then the journalists attack
skeletons arising like a sun
crows above us climbed the skyward’s black
singing songs of headless kingdom come

but the span of love is not a spree
as it ends & shit then hits the fan
’tis the blooming spark of ever-be
you inside – & i – the hanging man

writing of the reddish day’s again
dozing bones in sheets of silent soil
dancing in the petrichoral rain
bleeding ink beyond the portal’s coil

finger thoughts of i within your cell
picture me if myra’s in y’ bed
’til we fuck again in freezing hell
kisses, mrs. west – a phantom fred

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square one – wander on

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square one – wander on ( no rednaw – eno erauqs )

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square one – wander on
swans upon a signet’s song
ringing in within

ringing in within
where the air is salad cream
all is butter dream

all is butter dream
balls ‘n’ all – the branches bear
unbitten by bugs

unbitten by bugs
bark beneath a darker moon
spin the garden’s swoon

spin the garden’s swoon
never nettles sting my skin
’til the crocus croak

’til the crocus croak
so the focus fuzzes there
square one – wander on

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things to do in november

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things to do in november ( rebmevon ni od ot sgniht )

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kick the ghosts of oak leaves
under barren branches

sing a saucy ballad
from the english civil war

plod the sodden pastures
splodging clods of mud

like a muck spreader
splattering the shat

see the salmon fly
up the weir to die

thickets disappear
misted is the clear

watch the river rise
as the sun is buggered

rogered with aplomb
up the bloody jackson

prance in pantaloons
under wailing moons

grow an anal beard
& keep your cheeks warm

plant a bulb or two
’til the light shines through

eat a toffee apple
in a hot bubble bath

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gift me this

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gift me this ( siht em tfig )

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unicorn shoe’s

chocolate sombreros

      a majick rubber chicken

      laying rubber eggs

a poem in me head

a hymn that shakes the dead

      a robot gerbil

      that washes up the dishes

musical chairs

what sing a saucy ballad

      silent, crownless crackers

      the turin shroud’s knacker’s

truth on the tongue

of the brain-stream snooze

     sasquatch pube’s

     or a yeti’s bottled sweat

sir gawain’s wavy

circadian rhythm’s

      i.e

      a good knight’s sleep

mushy peas on earth

a parsnip in a pear tree

     cromwell’s brain

     pickled in a jar

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intermission mash

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intermission mash ( hsam noissimretni )

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moss is greener now
cheese & pickle sandwiches

sirens singing bye
adieu to you
i’m ambulanced

pencil in a seven
see the starlings, darling

louder than a barn owl
screeching
down a megaphone

don’t forget a key
& biscuits for the dog

then things speckle
as an egg
beneath a hen

while my henry hoover
gently weeps

quiet like a miming choir
or a poltergeist
in a coma

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muse is a river

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muse is a river ( revir a si esum )

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drift of the scribbles, quibbles in i
ripple of riddles, slice of the pi

pizza the puzzle, source of the roar
blowing a bubble, jig of the saw

plod with a pencil, sod of the off
notes of the mentalz, peaks in a trough

floatings of flotsam, blossom in spring
life of a possum, sultan of sing

cousin of cabbage, mother of flux
finding the language, quacking with ducks

laughing at normalz – nothing is there
prancing through portals, boxing the hare

hill in a mirror, scrys & the lows
muse is a river – go where she flows

shit in a forest, piss in the sea
gland of the promised, manna is she

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only fan’s filth

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only fans filth ( htlif snaf ylno )

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… cooling …

… tube axial…

… ceiling …

… kitchen …

… mounted …

… tower …

… bladeless …

… folding …

… cockade …

… pedestal …

… jenny lind …

… shit hitter …

… thumbhold …

… & centrifugal …

( phwoar )

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