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Pietry and happenstance.

Grind my bones
Until they’re dust
You can’t between me
and my must
Burn and churn ‘R’ sehole
with lust and lie
(‘Soul’ not ‘sea hole’)
((C’s don’t have any holes any
way,
look at M!
That’s Ohs! (Os!)))
also not e’s

I still get high from climbing trees &
I did not finish my degree,
Sheer irony of poetry,
Coming home with grazed up knees,
This does not mean
that I’m not me,
It is what it intends to be
^(Unwrap threads three that mean to me)

Atheism and theism are weeisms
Ricky Gervais – he is him (?
or David Brent?)                          ..David Brent

U Fat headed fat so
Your calypso collapse though
As long as your ellipse don’t
collapse
So as mine
Don’t imp lore me to
tell you its like over
time
Internet age
Into net rage
Oh thanks! Today we got
our wage slits? .. That’s mind?
T(0M!)hanks
i(t’)s good in films
Your rage made me slip,
thanks
I’m more at home in
S.C.U.M.my place
^(./not)          Than middle class in outer space
White is black and facts don’t
crack
You wear that face I win the
race
Even though your mind’s
erased
You trip it up -still think
I’m chased
Try thinking more if just for your own pace

SPACE

Friend to a T with gold tooth
face
Eritrean origin place
SAMO © yo jnt’s 2 laced
Define the wind of curves of grace
Slash my face -spray Puss on
face and in boots
In boots get yo (then) make
up
(‘N’ a sandwich?)
What a hinge
With a twinge and a singing sting
Make up in wound
string wound
down (&round?) in wound
Can feel the ring of
that luncheon thing
Have a car* (*Patwah:/Kyar../) though
Sandwiches
Now in you’re tuned now
Why not 100 luft balloon
y’loon
Born with greasy silver spoon
But my gosh don’t wash

Biology is therefore Bile-ology and (ringing bright Symbiotic) Symbiology.       ?
Big up †


The second prince of hell’s bones.

Well I’M GWLAD that I learned to count
and I’m gwlad that I’ve climbed the mount
of being GWLAD to sit back &
sort amounts
of things we had but don’t
surmount.

Whence your scaly surface came
I could really not account,
The morbid factories of missionaries of the
bloody fount?
Excuse me it’s that Pleidiol came dreamwise (& all fat & round) to my
corner, glimmering in the light like gold but not being.


Hippo grit?.

Hypocrisy is a very bold
thing to accuse someone with.
Do you know the inner workings
of their mind? Have you
personally traced the path
up til now that their very
life has taken (which is their mind)?
Were you there when the
pendulousnesses were
carved?
Which bits were hard and
which soft to get through?
Which were steep valleys
and which shallow verges?
Where is the hole from
which shadow emerges?
Whence came the light
that rolls golden lurches?
Running through woods
of oak or silver birches?


Ylang ylang shortbrim.

Tentacles from the deep blue briny

Wrenched right up on steel winch

and a name is anointed unto the beast,

Another one that won’t hurt me at least

or…. Was it helping?

At last it’s thrown back in, in timid yet vast and yawning fear

Of damaging a delicate imaginative ecosystem

and the great black void gurgles and burps its approved yet knife-edge anticipatory contentedness.

And it said (amongst loud music)….

Worry sideways,

Go ‘head and let it pass on right through,

the Pristine Coalescence

is the only thing that I want to do,

Had enough looming consequence

is it cool if I don’t hurry at all?

Need new people to address, I’m a mess

And now I just want to fall,

Seems like months since I’ve seen happiness

But I’ve been happy with that?!

I miss the sweet sparking energy

runs out under my hand on the fur of a cat

And round the brim of my bonce

Around the rim of my hat.

And the curl ripples out farther and further, gently licking at the far and hazily gilded opposing bank, ghost-like but true and quiet and scattered all-over with dew spattered white lotus flowers.