Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Under silken, sultry skies, a sudden wisdom plentified
defined a life, a life devised.
It lied and slipped a lifeless tier.
And words that weighed the worth of nearby unkempt stories
spoke - now children hear
about the stout, astonished, queer
regretful, squalid, insincere
storie
that me
and other
lay upon them.


It isn't nice, so my apologie, friend.


In vagabond vagrancy suspect and abject -
and tacit (of course tho, indiff'rently subject
to aspect aligned by recalcitrant incept);
to wander
to yonder -
the fields lay and tell, spent
of
truths that lay lieing wit' druids ejected

dejected admist tell of tale, tailored, unsaid -
the tale laying told in a well of unsold sense
with wondering, lo! of thrown low and bemoaned sent
to fathoms deep deep for the sake of a lone cent -

a whispered and giggled and heartfelt wish widespread -
a sailor, drown'd cold, and alone, and happ' for it.
a convict convinced his loot outweighed his torment.



there

once was a wisdom, but now i've forgotten.



it

laid in the ocean,


some glad beast begotten -



she drowned in her splendour,

(i feel cold to mention)
but, well chaps the truth is
i had no intention.

it happened a sudd'n and 'fore i could tender
a gasp or a whimper or any such canter
the belly burst out and the lisp turn'd to cancer -
the words of the fleshless and desperate dancer
admist (and alone) in a sea of cold kindness.
drew breath from the sacriledge sold with a shyness
unknown in the realms of the
ego-mad
hordes - and died of a slow sphixiate,

(but of course.)