wyn's just lived through a turquoise-phase which lasted approximately 34 days he did turquoise things whilst wearing turquoise clothes but his future's purple or more precisely; mauve ( the end ) ...
Poem
wet paint signs
yes wet paint signs are a favourite sign of mine but sometimes they lie sometimes it's dried so always dab a fingertip on the self-proclaimed wet paint it's the only way to know for sure if it's wet or if it aint ...
a little poem about that there nothing
some clever tosser clogs well they insist that that there nothing don't exist a bit like the tea towel drawer monster which apparently is dust & trapped air but a quick thought i think they should spare for those folk who play musical chairs with never any music or vaguely tonal humming & never any fucking chairs there wankers ...
( very early june )
everyday's a mystery that's why it all begins with a yawn as floaty fragments of recent dreams tickle the conscious thing into the morn everyday's a mystery as sure as that pan can play pipes or the w.i dance on the edge of a knife bewilderment is the fountain of life ...
ludo set
i've lost half of my ludo set & i don't know what to do ( ? ) i've lost half of my ludo set & i'm shit at playing lu ... ( author nodes; there's got to be a parallel dimension where this is actual poetry ... so there ... )
if everyone caught the bus
if everyone caught the bus there'd definitely be less fuss there'd be less traffic of an afternoon or morn packed in like pilchards fucking swearing - honking horns if everyone caught the bus & not just strange people like us Mother Earth would be cleaner & greener all luscious but we'd need more bus routes & a shit load more buses ...
barns can’t dance
barns can't dance or even vaguely prance most fidgety folk don't have ants in their pants or barns in their pants or ants in their barn ...
on the binge
the kids nowadays are drinkin' binge i read then tutted in the paper such a terrible thing we didn't have this binge drink when i were a lad & it seems completely evil so beware the binge - binge bad ...
( grab a pew )
mildly unamused libran tree surgeons frenetic phrenologists diabetic numerologists liquid petroleum gasp enthusiasts mesolithic mendicants all creatures great & sentient including honey badgers & the wise bees of finland visigoth staticians then theurgic court magicians plus the inventor of the bidet & the venerable lamashtu - grab a pew ... ( auth' node' reworking of something older p.s i made the wise bees of finland up, i think the rest are all real ... )
when stuart discovered he was a hologram-stuart
when stuart discovered he was a hologram-stuart he felt a strange sense of relief 'this will explain why i always look the same, never get hungry or feel the need for sleep' when stuart discovered he was a hologram-stuart he felt a strange sense of pride as 'not everyone's a conscious light-based entity but what have they done with the human me & why' ( ? ) ...
resarf poetry 