Tuesday, May 26, 2009


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.)

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