the 1st of feb

Head contrary

on the 1st of February

as impending Candlemas

hangs thick in the air

just like congealed school custard

sans the upper skin layer

white rabbits - white rabbits

or a pair of mountain hares?

Beyond the edgelands of January

into the rugged vast of where?

Fuck knows - early days again

no wings but whims & a prayer

x

...

sunday sermon



Many great tales

shall remain untold

there's cold in warmth

there's warmth in cold

there's sanity in madness

& happiness in sadness

plus misfortune in luck

'cause God's a fickle fuck.






Amen

...

multiple discharges

The incident

with the euphonium

that triggered sheer

pandemonium,

the day

it almost snowed

in August

heralding

a darker dawn chorus

or the time

when you disguised

your reflection

yet it still looked exactly

like you

- aye

ink all these things

& write it right through

...

hellmarked


There's a trick up your sleeve

& a hoax in your coat

there's a ruse in your shoes

subterfuge - shades of goat.





There's a hole in your soul

& request from from below

yes 'bring me the rest'

so mind how you go

...

doctor’s orders


A smallish dose

of chaos

should be taken

everyday;

a tablespoon

of turmoil,

3 teaspoons

 of disarray, 

20mg 

of topsy-turvy,

a rat's nest

in a pockets worth

of tempest

plus half a puddle

of tumultuous muddle

- repeat until completely compos mentis

...

mind the gaps



Apparently it's      gaps

that are            key

as gaps make the whole thing





breathe

but please remain wary

of the      spaces

that you leave

or these gaps they might take over











words are our sanctuary

...

the moral maze

Cars often

pull over

& ask me

for directions

for example

'Where's Gibblet's Lane?'




& if I know

I'll answer

their question,

to aid them 

on their procession

out of the kindness

of my heart

-It's no strain 

or pain.




However,

if I haven't got

a clue

e.g

'Where's Garroter's Avenue?'

I'll just make

something up

all the same.




On the off-chance

that I'm 

right,

as you clever

ever know

it might,

& either way

I'll probably

never see them

again

...

still the telephone

https://www.youtube.com/embed/soXdnisOWCs“>http://

Well, I’m afraid that the telephone

is sadly very necessary,

despite sound progress with technology

there’s gaps in our telepathy

…

Plus pigeons have their limits

& messages in a bottle achieve shit all,

but I still look forward to the day

when my brain

is bothered by nuisance 3rd eyes

& withheld psychic calls

…

the dog’s buccolics

Back in the green

a true pastoral scene,

an external chapel

a wish in Winter's dream

...


Be it meadow, peak or bracken

wherever chance & stuff may happen,

the splendour shall possess & gently caress

you shall be taken abacken

...


By the ambrosial leaves & part-time bees

the enchanting beauty, oh so serene,

but when it then gets too much & you've now had enough

just insert sumit like: Fuckin' obscene 

...

whim change

The whim changed direction

without a single objection,

nor sole interjection

or mournful string section

…

& I followed suit

without refute or dispute,

another care-free pursuit

we might be en route

…

If not, it’s still a detour

there might be swings & slides plus see saw,

which easily shits on free fall

but will we remember what we saw

…

The whim changed because it could

as I suspected whim possibly would,

& no one tried to stop or trap it

maybe on a whim though

-they probably should

…

resarf poetry

( ? )

Fuck