Back to that bad old town That place that got me down You said “never turn around “, But since then, I’ve gone to grou… I had to sell my old gold teeth
Boris jugular vein Had a thrombosis on his ice cream Scattering his grain in grimaces That’s tame Gluttermangle shoeshine
Your weighing me down, with your t… You got me on the growling ground,… Your dressed with depressed, hold… A wallet road test, causes you to… And how can you cope, without your…
Long departed Jew, did all kinds… Left his memory, after Death and… Long departed Jew, his old house… His ghost is maybe in there, in yo… Long departed Jew, did you think…
On the road to my village in spring Where the donkeys graze and sheep dog growl And daffodils burst
A Poet and a loose goose A beam with an empty noose Ramshackle existence, ravens chuck… Spiders webs hang, slumbering on w… Ultimately crisp bags, packets hal…
I’m being Mesmerised by a Cat Fl… Watching my Cat Trumper Going through and Back
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…
A slip in the dripping croak of di… A campaign to relax in sci fi From a clapping ball boy in Berli… The lucrative freaky can of worms A social media Polaris stinking
I’ve been pulling on a church bell… Trying to encourage some hope In my Elton John high platform sh… And my hair spiked upwards, in sup… I’ve climbed on the church slate r…
I Clasp at your avenue of dissent In the quarters of your dire extre… And vaporise in your air of conven… The music cluster of enraged notes In wish wash environment
In the waves under a Dancing moon Like a caterpillar out of a fresh… This after Deaths sweep clean wit… You can’t wait for bad memories to… And to fill up with sunshine’s for…
As I live in my Brain ambience And flutter thoughts to different… I fornicate invisibly for three se… Then become decent I lip sync to a weather forecast o…
Thoust. Shake my words And rattle your pages Thoust, Spread thy quill In gibberish motivation Thoust, deliverance
I’m on a Poets Walk Where the trees talk And flowers sing On a gravelled road That carry thought
