Border challenge be set,
The quest is on:
Seven times over seven waters –
It’s happened again, goddamnit!
Gleeful and wilful
That infant-fingered,
Simple minded sunset-sun
Has smeared jam, cake crumbs and scrumpy jelly
Across the horizon shelf
And the ornaments there.
It’s not good enough just
To sit there grinning
Like an ape!
What will the neighbours think
If they see it? –
That’ll only encourage
Such wanton, undisciplined behaviour.
Two things have to happen now:
Firstly, somebody’s got to tidy it up !
Secondly, somebody’s going to have
To make sure it doesn’t happen again.
Don’t look at me …
I’m busy trying to find inspiration for a poem …
3/4/2013
I suddenly realise that I
Need the lights on, the
Candle’s insipid, greasy guttering
Is no longer sufficient.
Into the left,
Across to the right:
Who could have guessed it?
The juggler tastes his throwing apple;
Thunderbolt runs down kite-string,
Water no longer fits in the bath-tub,
Frustrated scientist goes gamma-green.
Maybe the best dancers
Don’t need the notes?
it’s about the white matter –
Less is more –
A disembodied voice informs me. –
Does she know I can hear
Music when it isn’t playing?
25/3/2013
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