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bloody venus … ( … sunev ydoolb )
…
candle flames of cinnabar capers in a cable car bird a bursting reservoir suck the lemon's seminar comatose the commissar clutch a phantom handlebar piffle piddle, scribble blah scrawling with the morning star ...
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caterwauls & canticles ( selcitnac & sluawretac )
…
animals & minerals swing the axe of intervals swans upon an oracle sybils of the syllables water clocks & chronicles box the hares of follicles kippers in a mackerel sky spy the eyes of monocles swivel chairs & musicals podded peas & cubicles prosody in cotton socks christenings in funerals vesta, vests & vegetables scatter graphs & tentacles camping on a mutant moon kiss the mist of spectacles rubber ducks & bicycles penning then of tricycles springing with the winter wren thawing with the icicles caterwauls & canticles faster flap the madrigals cousins of the cul-de-sac singing on sabbaticals ...
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the wind in the willow warblers ( srelbraw wolliw eht ni dniw eht )
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blowing like the wind in the willow warblers singing with the crickets & the grasshopper warblers chatterings of chiffchaff as a blackcap pipes blowing like the wind in the willow warblers ...
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an assortment of bobs ( sbob fo tnemtrossa na )
…
rubber ducks on duck ponds
quacking at the swans
apples in a pale
on a misted eve in autumn
driftwood on the ocean
seeking distant beaches
bodies by the towpath
corpses in canals
heads & necks in drum-spun
bits & beats of rhythm
sprites up in the night's bright
dodging satellites
flocks of nodding wagtails
prancing with the pigeons
& a loon beneath the moonbeams
- probably, your uncle
...
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the truth about spiders ( sredips tuoba hturt eht )
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spiders are an arachnid
like the scorpion
spiders crawl with eight legs
& six phantom limbs
spiders are silent
but speak all the tongues
spiders live on marzipan
pickled eggs & coleslaw
spiders sleep in garden sheds
or underneath your futon
spiders dance the cancan
& play the ukulele
spiders cry at christenings
but laugh at funerals - too
spiders write erotic haiku
on the backs of first class stamps
spiders run the b.b.c
the w.i & the caravan club
spiders rise in sunshine
but melt in the rain
spiders on the brain again
spiders, spiders, spiders
spiders, spiders, spiders
spiders
...
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i’m the beans ( snaeb eht m’i )
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i'm the beans & pumpkin seeds ghosts of oats & broccoli florets i'm the prunes the stuff of glue nuts & dates & dundee cake i'm the fibre top bog dog khan of the khazis & you are my log flume king of the sphincters the caesar of squeeze wipe, flush & wash y' hands ...
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beyond the peas ( saep eht dnoyeb )
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beneath the glum of fiddle dum
the portents scrawl to kingdom scum
the sun's the star
of trar-luh-lar
as orchards hang & bang's a drum
within the squirms of earthen toss
the tripe of the likes, the writes of doss
the broken bones
the drones of clones
a drip of piss, a pint of dross
upon the song of flaccid rain
& squiggles of the lizard brain
the surface soil
as saucepans boil
a dream unseen - it's beige again
a yawn is born, the squall of squibs
a trickling of tickled ribs
a stickleback
a sack o' cack
the pilfering of pilchard nibs
beyond the peas of tees & hees
& limericks of chortled cheese
the normalz sorts
guffaws & snorts
for weasels with lobotomies
i ode to glow & lick the moon
& dance the ants of pantaloon
a pad, a pen
a scrap & then
the nadgers of a splattered loon
...
