( ? )

shat’s all folks

~

shat’s all folks ( sklof lla s’tahs )

…

sing a song of unsung

with a tungsten tongue

bee a beast of burden

’til the seed is dung

spinning in the stillness

swimming in the cack

light another candle

brighten up the black

flippin’ ‘eck – it’s morning

flying like a fly

fuckin’ ‘ell – it’s evening

time is swirling bye

let’s begin again then

chase another tale

once upon a stumble

so the glowing pale

spark another roll-up

lark a flaccid wing

whistle in the doldrums

’til the winter’s spring

as the jammy dodgers

scribble on with glee

parping in the parlour

fart-luh-laar-luh-lee

i’m up in the attic

gawping at the wall

waiting for minerva

– writing bugger all

…

census & sensibility

~

census & sensibility ( ytilibisnes & susnec )

…

is your castle a home

or is your home a castle?

were you born as broccoli?

can you spell your middle names?

when was your last dump

& did it flush in one?

do you like marmite?

what’s your spirit womble?

is a caterpillar

technically a butterfly?

?sdrawkcab daer uoy nac

do you feed the pigeons?

is your god a parsnip?

do you piss in rivers

& throw stones at clouds?

fill each box

with a tick of a cross

or a dash of a dot

or we’ll see you in court

was your job a job?

how many barn owls

live in your shed?

do you speak martian?

( best before the twenty first )

…

while my bellend gently weeps

~

while my bellend gently weeps ( speew yltneg dnelleb ym elihw )

…

i staggered by
clutching crackled ribs

swearing like a nun
in the snare of lententide

crocuses croaked
spring drabbed in dribs

daffodils danced
by the side of the ode

so serpents stirred
where the green grass gleamed

curtains still twitched
in the little weasel village

busybodies bullshat
butchers bitched shit

bakers burnt cakes
& hot cross buns

candlemakers waxed
like a blooming gibbous moon

as the road forked forth
like a runcible spoon

scamdemics wane
– this way or twat?

normalz dodged nothing
but the lepers in their heads
…

the wandering earth

~

the wandering earth ( htrae gnirednaw eht )

…

plod the soaking, sodden bogs
passing ponds of croaking frogs

noting in this ode’s refrain
april’s reign is back again

she’s the queen of squelching leas
belching pastures, dripping trees

shaping may & greening hills
bubbled broths of puddle spills

fools in pools of welkin waz
rousing flowered razzmatazz

skipping as the rivers flow
roaming on this mud below

trudge the fudge of gargled sound
larking on the bouncing ground

sing of spring & autumn fruits
clods upon your walking boots
…

go fragment yourself

~

go fragment yourself ( flesruoy tnemgarf og )

…

hepatitis bumblebees
buzz a sea shanty

barracuda troubadours
buzzards up above

be the three in binary
diametric sweats

turtlenecks & ducking doves
all you need is glove

supper’s in the oven, love
like a turning shrew

screw the flaky gravy skin
fuck the custard’s crust

may contain nuts in may
escalator – esque

best before the trojan war
scrawl the way home
…