foul-mouthed interval

Ad interim

which sounds ruder

than it actually is,

idiot est

meantime,

which is quality

with hints

of bee-line

…

For the duration

which on the sly

shunts on stagnation,

so ergo

electricity

& yet inexplicably

shit-explicitly

(!)

…

For fuck’s sake

….

how to add heaven to the long list of places that you’re barred from…

Naturally

I sold my soul

to that bastard,

poetry,

at the somewhat

haggled price

of a measly

50p

…

I started off

at a quid like

but the cheeky

little wanker

wouldn’t budge,

& now I’m surely

hell bound,

but this is

what I wanted,

so please

don’t judge

…

miraculous mornings

Nearly always

there's the smug face

of Jesus

on my toast,

if not

then it's his uncle,

 God 

instead 

or his cousin,

The Holy Ghost.




Delicious

...









(Author Nodes: Occasionally I dozed off in Sunday school...)

wasn’t raised by wolves





Even in my 

younger

care-free 

arson days,

I never-ever 

wanted

to be adopted

then subsequently

raised,

by monkeys or wolves

as their wolf-monkey

son,

because although

it's quite 

rare like

it's yawningly

 been done

...




Otters

might be an idea

mind

or possibly 

crossbills

or badgers,

but having said 

all that

there's always 

Japanese macaques 

as I too

love hot baths

-Yer

that would be

the nadgers

...

clicks & careers

I love it

when things

go ‘Click’

-Shades of snapped twig,

& a fog light

shines through

this distortion

yes, it’s a comforting

sign & sound

that reminds my feet

‘There’s ground’

-Thank God I’m not into contortion

…

burn the culprit

When your cows

go dry

& your crops

all fail,

when you exclaim

in despair

at the plight

of the whale

…

When your house

burns down

& your cat

gets HIV,

please leave God alone

for once

-Let’s blame poetry

…

necroromance

Well, the love of a corpse

is completely unconditional,

albeit 1 sided

& mildly untraditional

…

& yet the kiss of a cadaver

is impossible to beat,

the conversation’s rubbish though

I’ve never heard ’em speak

…

how the war started

Accidentally

I demagnetized

your fridge,

& suddenly

your novelty magnets

just won't stick.




They merely all fall

to the floor

now that gravity

runs its course,

understandably

you shall retaliate

with force

...

oh, sunflowers

Sunflowers,

sunflowers,

a true summer beauty,

a highlight

of every year

they conjure pictures

as a dream

of cooking oil

& margarine,

stone cottage gardens

& of course,

severed ears

…

see sorcery

I found a Magic Keyring

last piss-wet evening,

it was of the highest calibre

a little bit like Excalibur

…

I was just messin’ about as usual

myself & my as-per muddle,

& there it fuckin’ was like (oooh)

shining resplendently in a puddle

…

It’s since vanished

…

resarf poetry

( ? )

Poetry