In the grim stupor of darkness It hinders the slipping thoughts Of my mental universe As I scream the flops For the ratchet
My father was a trampoline maker But he had his ups and downs But when he sprung his life into a… He nearly ended up in town My mother made pogo sticks
Works I may like In Daylight or Twilight Or under the Sun Or At three o clock at night Your there controlling my eyeballs
Quizness and it’s the last leg, th… A standup handyman’s tail, before… Engaged to a bag, monkey cage is t… Yasmeen urges, a smitten fairy mea… By newcomers charms, a musical bre…
On the road to my village in spring Where the donkeys graze and sheep dog growl And daffodils burst
When your heads in a field of emot… And your eyes are in a dance floor… And sneak in a collaboration with… Whizzing round in the idleness Of… You clip in the depth and pull up…
We only Live a portion of what we… We are Brain Blinded from what wh… By our own confusing possibilities…
Clutched in sit, you are in the sc… Munching fielded flowers, in tickl… Jumping down on a road drill Built those sinews, in arms, up There you are, strangling a hurt c…
An old man sits on his Balcony Looking out on you and me Sitting there with his bonsai tree Looking like there’s a world to se… He’s up there in his block of flat…
The Amphibious Poet Deep down in the ocean Writing a poem on slate As the fish swim in motion Diving down for inspiration
It could be worse Written on the gravestone In the unkept churchyard by the se… Other Dead people had it worse th… It’s no good feeling sorry for you…
Wandering around in Silky Pyjamas Playing a trombone The dusty old red curtains hang From the chipped framed window A material like face gurning
When there’s not a lot to do And your mind has too much informa… When there’s not a lot to do And your fed up with your location You look in corners, for a lost vi…
Boris jugular vein Had a thrombosis on his ice cream Scattering his grain in grimaces That’s tame Gluttermangle shoeshine
While sitting in your chair Looking at the toenails, on your f… While I’m unaware, of your stare… Are you feeling hard dumb by, well… While laying on your bed
