Wandering around in Silky Pyjamas Playing a trombone The dusty old red curtains hang From the chipped framed window A material like face gurning
As I throw my fish and chips at a… But it wasn’t it’s fault, it was p… By a bird conspiracy Cultivating in, slipstream wing de… And flight cloud penetration
As my avenue eyes Glimpse and venture Upon scatters of fresh meadows Of warm grown words As your tears trail upon
In the grim stupor of darkness It hinders the slipping thoughts Of my mental universe As I scream the flops For the ratchet
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…
He was a lousy mind reader But he was yellow hat positive He thought he had X Ray vision And took porridge in a lift He made sure he was measuring
An Undertaker Goes to the Docto… The Doctors asks “ what’s the pro… The Undertakers replies “ I feel… The Doctor replies “Well in your… “ your over doing it “, you need t…
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…
Works I may like In Daylight or Twilight Or under the Sun Or At three o clock at night Your there controlling my eyeballs
The Amphibious Poet Deep down in the ocean Writing a poem on slate As the fish swim in motion Diving down for inspiration
When God made the human Body He didn’t include Coffee When Adam and Eve were in that G… Things were not that Jolly And there’s no Coffee in the Bibl…
I see the Eager Rain Dancing on my window pane Your in my cool eyes again Looking Wild and Tame Dropping coins in the wishing well
I Play the guitar, So What! I write songs, who gives a jot? I was once in a Band, in Bananara… I had one fan, a Tone Deaf, one n… I like Clapton and Hendrix, So W…
We only Live a portion of what we… We are Brain Blinded from what wh… By our own confusing possibilities…
I sleep under a canvass by a burrow at night The fire slims to cinders in the drips of moonlight I hear the wild life chatting
