further speed-written songsheets

work-in-progress title: The Massive Tigron In Male Tears
first draft poem then poem-song

The massive tigrons in male tears appear stranded
the mastic ligron in crowd-sails has to ease sand
aside rose-sound; and a naked nuclear tree expands
flesh-breasts; O, once across mad times, eyes dam
heapers of lost meat

The massive tigron in male spheres appear rended
from a dizzy daisy-dairy
O, a meal-mentalist uses a buzzy bower, for baby;
and, lashwide, sex bruises appear fed to splendid
dog-boys

Ah, a veinous faceless splitted headache has to
send catty skies to soft sleep where de colour true
mates a sad child to a blithe blinded blue world
Ah, an evil porn-king writes for tits behind girls

*
as rose-sounds swing for planet Eden, a menstrualism has to carry caves
aside blowers of hymns,
and a holy cunt-god-gym must surrender bollockers to naked sea-trades
and, once cupped, naked breasts in the fucking hands of defectives will
most certainly, strapped, cry for nine winds
and, la la, twelve-gunned Gabriel must walk winged walls
and, o-la, hill-drummed Daniel has to wake aside dolls and molls

as rose-sounds swing for planet Sedan, jazzy milk-minors use slaves
to serenade a coat by a lake
and a killer coat is often found draped across prison-gates; and naves
appear shadowing down a crabbing bed of pure poison;
and, rended by circus-clowns, a shearer of bled-bread must use foison
to sunder the best body-harvests of the ruddy heart-year

and a vase-bedded mask-art comes donning dabblers when ligrons
supper entirely after dromedaries and nudist ragglers; O O Ohhhhh.

*
these are our mallard days when diamond-droolers must deafen wine
la, these are dullard days
and, once eye-pigs grunt lost sight then a coast-optic will use wine
to serry lakesides with cold-clay,
and an eggy child-world munches on cocoa as musclers use vines
to serenade egg-shellers

as rose-sounds dream of apples, then a breaker of fathers use tines
to dig damaged fat fingers
underneath swellers; and gingers get rented to fever
and, la la la, when metallers reap tin-trips, then easy head-levers
must lea-lead a tea-pincher to caffeines and dead beers; O, wynds
get slaughtered

these are our mallard days when diamond-drabblers must
spy-glass-mask a rummy old tawny tampon
and blue crust, pussed, bleeds genius paws from city-pus
O, a cabin in a clay-cold ravine
must sunder filthy impalers; and a doddery damsel will rush
across mad christ's genius; and eaters of easy dulcimers
crashdown

and dog men need fatal crash

*
these are our naked nuclear damaged days when easy fondlers
appear sweat-strummed
La, a coat gets stolen when a burberry on a bald field gunned
a magical fuel with swollen men
and, once along a den, piggers must render rape as fast as a
dilly billy lazy star-sun

these are our naked nuclear damages when a lovely accident
drips; and a holy fairground death uses carousels for lungs;
and, oo, where saddeners use sex for nooses
then painters of mermaids will fish after sea-moose; and
eyers of dentalisms
will thunder after blonde immaculate whore-hands

as rose-sounds dream of chapels, then bodifiers aside rams
will wilt fast away
and, o-la, baaing mad sheep inside petals will use slams to
curry pulley mace with fatal focal fotalisms

*
a rosy daffodil gets a salt tulip shafted; and avenues on the run
will fall from a lip
and, o, a naked cow-whip snaps cupped boy-men when guns
get ravelling under dyed tits
and, once crimed, a dizzy mind-writ causes cunny coasts to
cruelly stun cabbagers with pits;
and, once across a mind, a baker of bitumen got held to a
blender of a crashed sign-wynd

these are our naked atomisers whose ferine dirty firebrands
get wandering aside vague temples;
and, oo, a crazy cabiner gets fed to nettles when blood bands
appear to be rendering vaguaries from haspers
and, once lazed, salt sugar mictionaries will abuse laughter
with daffy dom daniel's holy dictionaries

a rosy wiffler gets badly burned
a crazy wifer gets murdered; and, La, as eyers always glow
then, wheated, chocs and creamed cakes
must seize after bunny sweet crates;
and, lo, once we have seen a blithe poet fall then easy crows

will most certainly smother edams with foxes and sex shows

*
the utmost death of Lovers will lard-up for beheaded fanny
o, as fathers hit a sex-deck
then, scar-numbered, sweet mess will don a bladder neck
la la, eaters of old summers must thrill for a
lingerer whose fast bones grasp for hillocks and grey nests

a rosy daffodil gets a salted cleft slit cast across fish-jets,
and, o-la, when light-meats get cooked then filmed, kecks
will always swerve;
and as we swerve for legs then sweeteners will feed breasts
to easy mind-fires

the utmose death of Mummas will belt-butter aged kine

*
what with beckoning neck-braces and ambulant kin
wideners, belied, may well use faces for domed sin
o, when old grey retching dinner dresses use winds
then a fatalism of a grey soul
must Mars-meld pluto with mercurial gold uranus
la, a dicky dum-dum shoots vases when boy-venus
appears rendering car-lungers

the utmost seats of wide neon sky-gold use fevers
to forcibly suck upon prides; and a sea of dad-divas
get crippling
la, a peasy plumer uses guns for gas as boners quiver
after blenders whose interfusing Hectors use bikers
to cause asses to sunder soft slush with snow-stripers

what with beckoning neck-laces and motile quims
wiveners, denied, may well bell-haggle after spind
force twelve ivory stir
and a wicked wounder curves curators aside pearled
phantastic leopard birds

as easy eyers revolve, then rotating baths must whirl
aside blooders of evil brens and dilating dust-earls
and, ashen while flaxen, idiot jams
get jugular-cut;
and, oo, a venal mitre catches light when lost sluts

dream about fatalaties and rainbowing tit-guts

*
these are our rosebud days where a cup-of-caffeine causes red-tongues to
summer-surrender greyers to hairs
and, o, as bled kids climb, then issuers of prayers cause casustries to
winter-surrender failures to snares

these are our rosebed days where a cup-of-marines causes dead lungs
atomise all wide-minded leaf-fallen sluts
and, oo, a crazy diver whose headmost father weds a long dead gal
will hereby have to shave lesbotics skin-high

as easy eynes revolt, a blinder of spun tides vault passion and seal us
aside bellers of mutators
and, once crapped, minotaurs run oxygen across monster hell-wards
and, once snapped, evil salt-hordes appear transmutated

ahhh, i espied mental genius shaping invisible girlfriends from gourdes
ahhh, i espied netters cum shaving apings from impossible walls
and, uh uh uh, an octagon inside the real moon
will here and now get serrying
ahhh, easers of xmas-seagulls use hay-long cherryings to stopper

hands, knees, and psoriatic skin telephones; and we use loppers
to force-feed frowners with green zion and all heaven's choppers

*
there are certainly dentures found in infant mouths; O, easy riddlers
abuse soft sweet liars
and, once bossed, fires must grind skin aside grout when heapers
appeared to mad goddess inside a female wet-dream;
and, la la, eyers of sodden crests carry paints to toothed lepers
and, ah-la, riders of swollen desks
appear nodded across blown milks and dirtying babby-breasts

ahhh, i espied a real mamma mary come scrying after lost christ
ahhh, i revolved across de daffy Lady;
and, once weevilled, crisscrossers use ships for murder-heists
ahhh, gods espy dust
and, once made eagle, a rider of skinned air uses limbs for mice
and, seagulling, a skimmer of spind stairs drags sins for lights

hands, knees and psoratic monk-nunneries will interfuse pints
to Hector, Jain and Andromeda
la la la, hands and jizz and mentophrenic bastards use cunts to
swipe dummy dives across salters and fast revealers
o-la oh,

a candifying easy child-smile uses teeth for lip; and ogres ooze
o, once across a galled mind, fuses had wars
come shavering drawled bines; and woody wheat-warps smoothe
a giddy fairground accident with levees and evil heart-hoops

uhh, are we losers or are we killers; uhh, is dead God a sleuth?

Amen..

*
yes, these are our mallard days when a natural killer sex gets
gun-glued; O, a scorers, slayed, cut couplers from rose-specs
yes, these are our mallard days
la la, easy mind-whores use distant phones for swift honey
la la, easy heart-whores use cardiacs for bones
and, when once piggers move,
then spited city-riggers will get wrecked by daddy drones

hands, knees and hand-scabies will shudders across roofs
ah, fans and gloves and rubies
get car-donned by dying ladies; and a fotus aside doobies
appear transfixed to neon beepies
and i have seen a keen fast yorkshire moor coming
back to de care homes when a naked wandering baby
gets ripped from child-deaths

Uh. these are our mallard days when a feinted rider gets
rollering red illegal windows
come sauntering with glazing gymnasts; and saints get
wetted when wet dreams are mistaken for piss-grit

Oh, i have epsied fathering face-farmers made-up from
guzzlers of bread-smothering mace-karma; and ole suns
appear sainted; and me, myself and Mind eats eardrums

Lahhh

*de drizzlers of fanny shavers raise a roman from a sliced sky
o, renders of dummy ravers trade a chicken-son with eyes
and, o-la, a digger of money-raiders lay a lichen-gun with wives
and, oo, when once a dizzy dead dame plays with skies
then a nuker of cunt will easily tread claves under ill rides

de drizzlers of fascinators raise a roman from diced sex-spies
o, slavers of daisy divas trade a kitchen drum with lies
and, la la, as weepers drop trays
then, loosened aside rot, tea-trades shape coffees with brides
and, oo, once across a mad mind, readers of bunnies

come sliding toffee tonguers aside rooted spind green cavvies
and i have entertained muted sea-shells
come gathering de salt cross from fatal ocean-bells; and laddies
must hip to a flossed sleeper
and, oo, a lip in tossed reapers sucks teethers where doobies

get sandalled by blue leggings and the masoners of red crabbies

*
the anointers of lazy limbos will saint a death with rites
o, grey counters of rainbows
appear affixed to dog-days
and a canny rat-whirlpool causes founters to use spikes
as special cancer-stools,
and, once grained, a city's fools must come to rest for
peers whose intermittent clever cries force fangs to ford
faceless venal vomitters to pulers caught in arms; O, warfs
have to kiss salt pain
and insidious punchers of pulley-drains swill wet dirt from
angled angels whose fat wings are found down inside dunged
babby blue-bustlers

the anointers of mazy limbos will paint de dead with mites
o, fast fazing fondlers get cusping,
and, once upon a fondant mind, gasping gaggled sun-pikes
pierced man and lords
and, la la, cretaceous dino-defeaters drag for bread-birds

whence minnowers feed sticklers to feline gods then
slasherings, Ma-led, ripples down picklers; and children
race across a red dead sun
and a falsifying red gun appears bled; and ochres of wrens
are caught inside a death of failures; O, weavers will rend
doctorors with cashy hand-hailers

La La La: weepers will use silk weepies for cream-razors

AMEN..

*
larded candy hearts hoop after massive mind-maids
la la, sharded sandy coops
come shining; and a dad at sea uses sails for roots
and, oo, mentalis, maimed, cuts vales from boots

larded candy harts whoop after rapid vapid graves
la la, entertainers to lousy midnights sear knaves with
salters of vinegars and green pigs; and deniers strip
across a strippered piss-stage
and a laden varmint, ripped, raise radio from rage

puckerers of iron brothers shoot musk as age blazes
o succourers of tigon mummas
come swivelling across ligons when catty leaders
get shelling hands and knees

lardy cocoa hearts cause everything to work when
easy despisers get happily killed
o, peasy mind-debts will kill the killed as women
appear sliced across venal wynded blue linen

pushers of blorted platforms pee across a smile
issuers of aborted minds swarms reeds with smiles
and, ahh, a naked nuclear favour must implode dials as
heapers of liquid fevers don drag and shine for gas

larded, easy tweeters get twittered upon sex-glass
sharded, easy weepers get tittering upon wide masts
and, la la, sweepers under pets get
shining where no man whines; and issuers peck
pled pelicans and honey

these dead days gets borne upon a crazy rill
these deadening dreams digtalis has uses drills
to deepen dogs with cinemas; and oded mills
come shearing pugs from sweet-cock-card
and we wander through love's head when spools
get sugary for screws; and screwers feed stools
to planers of puffers and blithe foreign schools

larded candy hearts hoot for toucans where
lashness, made dark, dines underneath grey hair;
and dads leap across gold hair
and mums mete loss to sold hair; and grey tears
get swillered around canny kine-hair
and dirtying ground gets dammy for fay tears

there is a mad tale told by deafeners about
a bible-brother whose baptised canary routs dust
with idolisers and blue-beaded pink-bearded musk

Uh Uh Uh Uh here we come to the Robots of Du?

*
Copyright JDB 29/07/2021

work-in-progress title: All of These Cardboard Days
1st draft poem then poem-song

all of these cardboard days where we carry men to sleep
will, slammed, raise robes from air
o, a rosy river moon must force-feed vines to light meats,
and, once drammed, the evil ilxes in dives eat night-wheat
o, a crazy birther of closed devils
cause hazy heart-suction to sunder beds with grey angels

all of these cardboard days where we marry men to heat
will, dammed, raise toads from tares;
and giddy easel-men drag guns from stairs; O, sandals
get mind-painted
until, slappered, an easy fistful of knollers feeds feinted
catty kines

*
all of these cardboard days appear to count on cards
o, all these mallard days
get star-grafted to peddlers of cold cages; and bards
appear clay-closed under nakedness
and, once wept, a haunted hipster whose jazz decks
sky-dyed easy lips
comes crying forever

all of these cardboard lays where we sear tits will
use an angel-fish for fathers; and odes to aged hills
will hereby scatter softeners across moors and drills
and, oo, a naked faster appears fed to blue tears
la la la, an idolise of farters sears lead with weather

O, once upon a fatal time, we eat skunk and shiver

and i have seen a daddy-damsel-fly's sky-liver
come shaving dreamers with sweet straws; and fingers
draggle after riddlers
and, lo, a fatal bed-fuhrer has to feed stools to kissers
and, once baited by Leda, a zeus-spun fool uses mirrors
to sucker for eft-wives

O, once upon a fatal time, we eat junk then wither.

*
oo what with cloth-caps at the ready, reasoners of babies
appear snapped across paps
and, loaded, a sea of loss uses laps for seasoners
and, bladed, a tree of moss causes head-flowers to scrap
all boys; and maddeners under sauces
drill for toys
and an easy rider raises decoys from snappers; and traps
easily fit a fastener
and an eager mouser gets rended from looseners when cats
cause the whole wild earth to swing

oo what with moth-maps at the ready, treasoners in lobbies
appear slain; and an eater of tat cuts lazy fish with doobies
ah ah, as we ride from slippers
then we use schiz words for fingers;
and, once fused, ripped birds drown cuts inside vinegars
and, moved, factal brain-drips resound
la la, we have seen metal-manes causing lions to crown
all prey with a manxing tail-genius

and i have seen a dummy dragonfly aside a penis
and, lo, i have seen a silly swagger in a sea-harness
arriving back homeward to find his lover killed; O, varnish
loops fists around fearers

*
palpable eyers underneath bald glasses cause blinders to drink from
an actual expensive soup-flask;
and a naked mind-scented bath gets revolving when bathers storm
a baker of beds and families
la la, we weep for sand as we swell for mammaries
and, o, a wader for wands wave magicks from dromedaries

palpable spires underneath sprawlers don draculas from guns and
evil eveners of cunt-bloods use forcers to dramatise grey england;
oh, once upon a thermos-mind, where soupers used fondants,
i espied a candy horse hat-rinsing chairs
and all chairs are gentlemen's chairs
and blurred players will cause smokers to puff along pendants

and i have seen a damager come eating a dragon; and memories
must sweeten grime then season aged pee-flagons
la la, and a lanterner, spent, gets forgotten when modern cavvies
come homeward
and we will get boneward
and, oo, we will use stoners to sunder birds and closed wards

*
the ideal ebonies and ivories of an immensely gifted human mind
must, shared, make a keen way for laden family history
o, a bed of pure holy fire
appears rended aside god's spires

once upon a blue mind, a fascist shit used hands for knees when
ingenious gypsies entwined amazing jews across cool women
and, once stopped, all rivals to race-peace must get destroyed
under dead flowers where many rivers respire

these are our mallard days; O, these are our cities where we cloy
nazi scum beneath dizzy eyes and clothed deities
and a darkener of fizzy skies gets knighted by the dawn as boys
dance and dance for xmas-eastertimes

once upon a blue mind, a fascist shit used fangs for beads
once across a nude mind, a faceless half-wit used bees for leads
and, sundering by, i entertain equal world-measure; and my trees

appear healed now.

*
we will have to heat a bandana as we listen to oak-leaves
we wil have to reap cars from pudendas
and, once slapped, stars aside grey-mind-pumas
will surely come home to find gingery heart-rumours
appearing pearly

we will have to heat a mandala as we listen to roped trees
and as we eat some toast and drain old tea then family
will come sundering inside seed-harnesss
o, once across blue thunder, weavers of women seize

openers from crews and cradle-jesus; and god's leas
use lakesides for daffodils,
and, la la, sidlers in de morning drink to wifflers as peas
are poked then cry

and i have scented cabbage with kind moss when leaves
sink rubblers under bruisers of fixed minds
uh, i have seen into noosers and have left sex behind

*
oo a fatalist, fannied, hears a closed door causing house-noise
to surrender babby to tears
oo an empress, ladied, hears a loud door causing home-boys
to sunder beds with venir
and, once book-bred, a shadower aside rivers force piers
to ignite then disappear under spears

oo a fatalist, emptied, sears a rose-whore as naked ears
get tardied with madam macadams
and, la, scented mind-centaurs drag drips for ravened
pussy-pealers
and, once across mirrors, we use crows for creelers and
weepies cause milkers to seize leatherers from brigands

wow, easterly arising winter-whippers seem soft at hand
woah, westerly arriving summer-strippers seem murdered

Uh Uh: a factory under ceilings raises dreams from rams
and, laden with hunger, reeling faces scream for england

*
these are our mallard days
these are our cherry-trades we use for apple-lays
and, o, once a renal dolphin
appears fed to martian dauphins, then dragglers
must seize the earth
and, once pooled, spoolers must serve ice to birth

these are our mallard days
these are our choke-cherry glades where we surf
across drowners of webbers and nettted ear-births;
o, a naked puler nooses illegal images to de nursed
illegal factory-hospitals
and a naked beller uses eyes for stair-rails

and these are our sodden midnights when flailers
appear soapy
la la, an optic biddy uses rites for bodies
and, under baskets, nostrillers warred for daffies
and, under carpets,
where madams break, a house in a rill cruifies
dirt, death, disease, sex

Uh Uh Uh: one sweet day, my anoint will wreck
looseners; and menkind, slayed, paints a sea-neck
with tawny tears that lead mentos to reddeners.

*
there was once a false tale told that rocked the word-blind dead
o, when once wax-vales roll
then taxing cunts will revolve across golden pig-plebs
and, la a false tale was once told
and, o-la, a wicked sail causes fused boats to fly; O, red bread
causes a casual caustic lover to move soap from eyes

ah, a faller whose phantastic fist-labia fizzes, then blue tides
get both mental and fatal
ah, a rawler whose jurassic piss-pealer hisses, then blue wives
get both minted and natal
O, we crisscross a nailer with poesy peddles
O, we kiss-boss a fearer with pissy cables
and i have heard a false tale told about sex, death and beads
and the fast tale achieves fascianted body-mess

uh uh uh?: one ferine talon-day we will centre sex under
greyers of gorgers and gorgeous lady gorgons;
and i have seen fjorders expanding ruins aside Medusa
uh uh uh: weepers get turned to bone
uh uh uh: reapers get burned from stone
and evil devil snakey girls get turned from shrift groans

Lahh. I will procrastinate until a greasy gull goes home.

*
while sat inside a pig-pan, i realised that death had jerked off
o, as i hid myself in a broken loft
then i spread bled jam across sops
and easy holy judas-men will shout words from cropped
evil shaved skin-hair
and, once across snares, a dicky ivory huge slug caused
a mettler of loss to sear cars from diaries
and, lashed to moss, menkind guns for radio; and priories
appeared spun from twelve gunned easy heart-gabriel

uh, as fathers flail high, then picklers adore sailing gables
and, oo, a fatality under prides must raise a dreamt rainbow
easily; and a eyes of plumers dust closed graves
with steely cock-sidlers whose swingers aside green trays
appear hurled from a drunken sea-cliff; and sex in delay
shuttlers for penis humdrum

uh, while sat inside a cow-can, i realised that meat got lost
o, as binders used cats for hands, i realised de pentecost
could never come a second stupid tongue-twisted time
la la la,- ivories wed to perfect ebonies
la la la, - eyries shed truths, and racists will die all times.

and tractioners, rented to stationers, don pens for crimes
and tractor-tenders, spended, use guns for genoas
and fictioners, bended, drops doos across old fish-polers
and, oo, a rudeness of pots boils glue fanny sky-high
and madam mistress muddles eats copydex; and brides

hasten as they kiss and hiss and render men cold as lies

Uh?

*
eaters of marblers get led to a fasting mental esplanade arouse cake
o reapers of fazers, decked, appear led to menstrual crowds
and, sundering by, wailers sear buds with hot bread
ah, readers of lasers, pecked, send bed to mental shrouds; and drapes
come sirening across peckering blue flour
and, dated with loss, a mitcher aside hours gets cotted with snakes;
and applers of moss use bulbs for towellers
and we weep for de dirt fuse
and we sleep for de skirt-moods when supperers of knives and napes
get snitching dives from jesus crews
o la la, a veined vast sea-gun shoots labia where vulvic entranced apes
get rodded by wives and piped school-stews

once sliding aside spind wind, a dairy under dykes uses a cochlea
to slam a sweet gut-guide to spun spined daisies
and a dairy pie, short of an eater, remembers christ where coked mia
does its best king lear
O, a daddy draft uses air for reapers
O, a dummy mast uses sails for drinkers; and we widen till gay tears
get washing down vermeil dragooners
and ashen buffy boobies brag for ruiners
and eaten duffy rubies drag gods for crooners; and we sleep for fears

eaters of marblers get fed to fasteners inside egg-white; and cold ears
come hissing for deafening blindness
oo, reapers of failures get bled as raspers aside dev-dykes use death
to darken gods with feline crashes; and feline body-hens use desks
to sunder bladers with mind-mints and judas lashes

and once across a torn time, ashen regalers came hard then decked
wreakers of plumed meats with heated designers of gemmed hecks

*
there is an angular dinner place which serves cooked wine to sears
o a standard angeld summer space
appears stranded when blue cafeterias under mace use eyes for ears
and a yearning saviour will
shudder as gobbed sailors thrill
oh, once across a puny time, a naked nuker of dills explodes just like
the son and the mummy and de slashy holy father

there is an angular dinner place which serves roasted vines to mumma
and, uh-ho, as a chiddenical pealer hits an arresting porn-fan, then
shampoo-leather must delve mitchers for blackberries
and, once fed to lust, menial bitchers store eyes aside grey chicken

ahh, me and my fanny meadow person girl get nobbling after hens
ahh, me and my bunny meadow raven-bird
will now appear star-fixed where a dizzying cur chases de Word
la la la, xmas-easter times bruise nicklers with pursers when nerds
appear scannering after lemon ochres and steely asian god-curve

Amen Amen Ahhhhhhh Mennnn...

ashen babies yawn for fawkesfires
ancient aviaries cause birds to catch fires
and a blooder of gauze grips to cold spires
and an easy deviser gets cruelly cut from blue mires
and we swallow dead thrushes
and we swill a red-bedded female's hidden rushes

ashen babies yawn for fawkesfires
acrid blue furies storm whores when a petrol father
appears gas-fed to treddlers of grey phlegm: O, larders
forge dead foods from bulimic picture-wine
and a tableter, mopped, rides across kinematic fingers
and, once bled, a funeral fire digs kids aside red ringers

Ahhhhhh

*
Copyright JDB 31/07/2021.

work-in-progress title: These Final Vaginal Days
1st draft poem then poem-song

these final vaginal days where eyes and heels get trampled
must, cussed, star-condemn mauds to seals,
and a fotal fazer under men roars on a reel; and gold angels
appear fed to foxes

ah, me and my fanny meadow person world has to angle
after outelbowelled bows; and, o, softening glass-sandals
sink fists under cruel anvils;
and an easy bridler dons scraps for tangled body-beer

and a foolish native butcher-baker roasts evil piss where
jacklers leap up, up from swarming sea-hair
and, once crushed, a crucifier's crossed jacket snares
hands, knees, dicks and brain-pears

*
these final vaginal days where minds and meals get strangled
must, bossed, car-contemn drawls with weals
la la, a cabby venal sea-stem drinks to swift-deals where,
laden, a cobby mad child uses eyes and reels for lost prayer,
and a blower of baited bastards
draggple after blood; and a bleeded bustard must fuse vans
to leaded lorry-dettols
and, once cupped, dicky damsellers dream of grey marzipans

these final vaginal signet-days get hissing for vast lost trees
ah, a pigger aside transept goes missing;
and a damager of lies loosens harridan tongues when beads
cause cortal cryer ceilings to flail as houses fall;
and, oo, a ladener's dealings reel aside mice and city dolls

*
these final rhinal penis plays when we observed all nude theatre die
appears star-pelted with dizzy old trees
o a laden hand-harness flays gin
o a gardened sand-skynest causes limbs to grow down and eyes
must surrender to graven bread-fin
and a bodier of blues sunder dust from titty as a gal-greaser grinds
bled blind holidays down to pure skin

these final fatal penis claves that use sex-hymns for faces must wind
adown a tangerine tea-town,
and, once lost in mush, a diner under gowns will feed peas to crime
and, oo, a daddy moon hereby sunders clowns
and, oo, a mummy moon hereby suffers a city's bended Downs

ah, once across a cruel crisscrossing, a daisy floor fell away
ah, once across a fool's head-dying, a crazy whore died away from
liquid stinking kodak cunt eardrums;
and we weevilise wives
and we scandalise knives

*
these are my mallard days when i get badly murdered whilst drinking ale
o, a castaway, sundering, rends clit from babby
and, once rocked, fathering gold lit fastens a crucifix to a sea of dales,
and, uh, a coda of a kind killing
must succour sauce as a vaulted evening appears sundering for Wales
and, la la, life is our wailer
and, uh uh, christ uses his loud-hailer
and, once dyed, a baiter of fig uses labia for nailers; and, oo, soft failure
appears, mushed, as eager as a murdered heart-river

ah, as melted melancholia fuses dashes to war-wards, the sunny masters
accuse dons of reading porn
ah, as pelted city layers interfuse ashes to kid-wards, a dunny fever will
render salt cellves from corned
radio bushes

these are my mallard days when i get brutally murdered when drinking tea
o, a casted crippler, slaved, gets on a judas-wick
o, a vast grey rippler, laid, gets gunned by twelve armed gabriel's tit

*
the easy easterly arriving xmas-flute is played with lost fatal mouth-lip,
o, easy dizzily conniving xmas-loot
appears bedazzled; and a sad lemon ochre uses hens for radio-shit
o, a daddy dummy sapphire's steely precious demeter
appears stoned; and, oo, we sit in the 1970s when a father to clit
has to summon drakes from gal-northern-murders

and i have seen the endless dead come shivering after sweet fever
and i have counted the emptied dead
come, sodded, back home where the leaders of lead abuse pinkers
la la, a fatal doomy dammy sound-shaver cuts all female killers

o, once across a swum mind, bluesing silenced parrots use zippers
to keeny escape his evil horrid cage,
and i have dreamed of setting all parrots free
and, uh, me and mentalis use eyes for sparrow-seeds as kippers
get dragged across the whole of Ilkley

uhhh

*
the otherness of a ferine female faith has to issue tears from pain
o, suddennes, slaved, pinions evil wraiths,
and a handler of de mazed drag devils for space when grey rain
comes crying, crying, crying;
and easy lazy ligons cause heavenly catters to heal the very frail
and, la la, an idoliser of whores gets scattering
and, uh uh, as fatalisers abuse buddha then all humanity fails

the otherness of ferine muscle-mate has to issue tears from rain
o, madam lust, gobbed, gets grappling under tawny busy gain
and, oo, a racer aside sweet gods
comes now, lasered; and a slower of drugs will sink champagne

and i have seen the trendless dead come quivering after Staines
and i have dreamed while my turning bed caused my heart-strain
to sink silk-lips in a revolving bath
and, laden, snippers of spun skin drools for riders of plasts,

ahh, i have died of fear when shut in some waxwork-horrors
ahh, i have cried and cried; and i have seen blue boys shiver
and i am seated in my legless lair as my bastardising riders
loosen movie-sails then die.

*
these are my dullard days when i let down my soap-pipe
o, my star uses cards to slay tarots with laden rope-spikes,
and i am a dog man who has no rabid spark
and i am a god man who has no purple sea to start

these are my dullard days when i let down my skirt-light
o, my sex spar uses caves for children;
and a cat at sea dresses for kitchens as cicada women
cause cattlers to stretch jams from miction

and, once across a fish-mind, pealers of lichen will use
a dazzler of crops with fish-spine;
and eyers of shops slumber after sweeties and puced
candy wine; and eaters of riders cut babbies from fused
caddies
and radiophonics drink to crazy digitalis where baddies

appear cuttlered; and, oo, once across chairs, laddies
got boat-bustled aside bruisers and rotted hair-biddies
and, la la la, we may extemporise a new sod-hermes
with twisted twixy cocoa-herpes

*
the evil ashen heart-windscreen i once saw in Eden
must scatter aged parks across Adam inside women
o, evil ashen soul-spind dreams use hoisted evenings
to sermonise code with acrid daddy-pop
and, la la, once across kids, mammy frock used loss
to drink glass rainbows stone-dry
and, o-la, ashy vein-crows cause spies to cry
and, oo-la, lashy mind-crows cause sears to die

ah, eager radio-reapers stink of deniers as pant-slides
cause fatteners to shave pills from gay rizlas; O, tides
fawn to sealed flats
ah, and a baddener of rats catches trans fats when
woven weirdo spire-splats rush across cold chicken

the evil ashen heart-windscreen i once saw in Eden
must hereby supper for pinners
and, Mars-carved, pluto under jupiter will use cedans
to serve crammy sauce to leaders of swift fuckers
and i have idolised my clothes
and i have radioed Rome
and, o-la, i hasten to fail

always, always. uhh. natal nippers use nettlers for
rollers and curtain-carried dark blinds; and sleep snores

*
the emptiers of distant bins cup some tits in the hands of defectives
o, scenters of silent hymns accuse hedons of crying when grimacing,
and a cagey sea-heist causes drabblers to kill all loving
o, spenders of violent winds force air aside drillers when fardlings
gets rustlered by hookies
and, once upon a bled smoke-store, my cancering heart-piece
got rainbowed by chatterers and whores

the emptiers of constant skin cup some lips in the jams of detectives
o, renters of bled bloods muses upon mash-mitts
and, once across old mud, fuses get gunned; ah, pursers of kits
gets kitted up with hot spits and phlegmy braddlers

ah, eager shadowers, back homeward, will surrender bones to grease
ah, meagre meadowers, under boards, will surrender sloanes to meese
and i have entertained evil moggy blue-blood
and i have forced lost pain to mimsy screwed clubs
and eyers, bossed, will carry cavers to snoods

la la, these are the muted ravens of a mental sparrow-world
la la, these are the confuted gardens of metals and girly head-herbs
and, once decking, a DVD aside a DAB radio hastens to curves

*
when devouring nazi mussels, a naked father murdered evil hitler
o when once revering stencils used bloody swine-devils to render
a blader of a subhuman pencil from myslexia and psycho-thunder
la la, weevillers hurl drinks down cliffs
la la, easellers, swirled, go down on lip; and a focal head-man
rips psychopathic girls from urban drips

ah, these are my mallard days where my renal face-mask trips
directly across mooned graves
and, la la, bruisers of room-raids sunder gobs with god-grips
and a mental flower gets cut down
and a red watchtower shuts ships aside bleeders and clowns

when devouring nazi mussels, a furious slayer will rape Himler
o, when once drivelling facists feed caveners
then cabinetted cigar-fingers will saw pissers from teutoners
and a campy capacious swinger claws sisters
then we dance for de moron master race;
and a dictator of de sovereign lover will send boats to mace

ah, these are my mallard days where my renal face-flask slips
an aged coca-cola from old evenings where a buster of bits
rams de reddeners of cold ceilings
across wintry summer evenings when dribblers dance along
castlers of fat gardens and victorian pealings

Uh.

*
oo eyes glow as they swing to blind jazz
oo minds flow; and a daddy nude will crack
aside minotaur prefects
oo eyes crow as heads swing to sweet Mab
and, la la, an impassioned creek uses cabs to
serve yellowy american cabs to crabby screws

ah, once across death's mind, a herded dude
appears criss-crossed with tawny tear-boobs
and, o, ideal hollow husbands dream for hooves
and, o, fatal haloed seasands get tired always

oo eyes close as they sing to blind sea-jazz
oo spinal trappers use winds for dived crab
and we used the very best of us
and we interfused family with dust; O, evenings
come storming us as drivers cause buildings
to sermonise brains with de crocus

la la, here are the booted ravens now: old locusts
appear dotted with winged crow-lotuses;
and, once across a craned mind, torn bag-pus
may well scry for oats and barley-oaths

oo eyers slow down as deafeners don de rose
oo riders crow for Downs
and, once aside some meat, a diner on de town
have to supper for de forky knivers of toads
and, la la, weepers shed tears for milk-silkies
and, la la, once dunged, we rotate for de bodies

and i will attend to bald bends when the boiling
gets haplessly bricked in: Wow, what for now?

*
easy fistulas seize golden kissers from flirty gouramis and
sidlers accuse trees of feeding dreamers,
and a bloated blade gets fed to hissers as fast mums land
a sea of fists with blinded islands,
and, oo, when once grinding sirens get fed to lost england
then a veiner of vast veils drag cowls for oozings
and a daddy tail comes wagging stalls from ceilings
oo, we may well dance on darjeeling
oo, we may well lance souls with red pealings
la la, a tawny toffee town layers pigs with soft evenings

easy fistulas seize golden seizures from dirtied dummies
o-la, as kidded leaves shed killers then,
oo, grey kerosene will lather for chickens; and rabies must
come shovelling dogs aside natal crust
and a shying shone dog guide god-dust to cat-cusps
and a slying stoned bat
appears lovely

O, a daddy moth delves rats for flies
O, an easy cross delves fat for eyes; and odes to cups
accuses hens of laying blue egg

Lahh

*
the fathering sister worm that leads maggot saps to mortars
will hereby quiver
la, mothering misters snap cats
la, caressing holy sisters use raps for cats; and easy doctors
will most certainly feed a bat with blinders
o, a dizzy doll-dream comes sidling till milky heart-grinders
come scattering god's fanny hood across molten soul-peppers

the fatherings sister worm that lead maggot paps to forgers
will hereby shiver
la, as mammy dons cooked aped capes then easy mirrors
will suffer brawls with her liver
and a baited fart uses twelve winds for killers
and, oo, a dabbler of fuses swinges across old teasers

and once along a pulley-mind, a cavvy catkin under beezers
will surely sirenise bully bines with lady napkins
la la, a widener of dolly vines will see arise mad earth-wheezers
la la, a driver of red brolly wine
will dart across bread as darted spine gets cuttlered

*
these shallowed hero-days when a fanny has no seed to sink
hereby gets frozen to evil salt champagne
o, a hazy wisp taunts eerie ghoul-ghosts with evil sugar
and a macadam moon madam
hips to sodden claves where a user of abaddon gets brinked
deeply down where eyries soothe
a bald gull aside an eagle's breasts; and, la la, lady ochres
appears star-murdered
and, o-yah, we swim for perverters when my crazy father
drags a queasy diamond from a hot cold marshmallow pan
oo as headless demons stun a soft old darner
then diverters under Samson causes chalky black God to
sermonise drakes with regal hearted lovely living rooms

ah, i oversaw old geese where i chose to loosen dunes
with holy foreigners;
and a daffodil aside wingers will pen poems to sovereigns
and, la la, weepers use milky saps for poetry
and, o-la, sleepers use silky caps for dark families

Uh Uh Uh; dupers of dragonflies catch keen fire then send
healers of rulers to a sea-sand where metis gods give pens
to rotators of cool baths and idolators of heavenly chicken
and i have observed a sun at night
come sharpening demure tight white dollies with kitchens

AMEN...

*
jdb copyright 01/08/2021.

work-in-progress title: O Wheezy Heart-Days
first draft poem then poem-song

the twisted mind-phrase of an imbecile father
hereby creates dust from lather
o wheezy heart-days
get grappled; and a dada craze gets fed to clays

the twisted mind-plays of an imbecile mother
hereby create lust from fevers
and, once rocked, a daffy by the sea
reaches out, out
la la,- healing hands cause Downs
la la,- eating scams cause sounds to wither

and islands aside ole england use finger
and sirens rotate across cold ice-gingers

Uh.

*
the wristed body-blaze of an eerie partner
hereby scuds in a blue bath and
as herods cry, then evil baby-killers expand
a keen and fair grey gallows
and, once burned, a crow aside mallows
will surrender dolts to shows

the wristed buddy-blade of an easy failure
hereby sinks cans aside green rafts;
and odes to xmas-easter appear shafted
by dunny evil fathers
and, oo, eyes wish me some blind luck

*
the jolters of one zillion horse-men
will, dragged, stun bully sauce-men
and, lo, where egg-heaters use fens to
serumise illness with murder medicines
O, a daddy digger
appears deadend
O, a dirty middler appears to cream
and eyes asunder
will revolve inside bathed homicide

the jolters of one zillion mule-men
will, stabbed, gun all ponies; Lo, sides
get lynched
and, la la, a candle sticks in de thighs

Oo a darter, drummed, raids sweet lies

*
the utmost shape of day drizzles blood across money
o utmost snakes
get shoved in baskets; and an easy laid cross drapes
easy thrill-rides against regal fairground accidents,
and the easy carousels in the dark
appear rended upside a blonde city-ark

the utmost bait of day whistles; and camera-honey
forges forcers from fjords and insanities
and, laden with deaths,
a father to lids uses a turtle-hearse for families

Oh, a dizzy sex-spectre will taunt ghost-meths
Oh, a mazy cock-picture
will haunt the killed; and odes to rivers use desks
to feed faloners to grey gritters
and, la la, a baby purse gets ground under rivers

*
the hemmers of doom denial grip to gritters
o handlers of gloom
hereby get swooning,
and easy night-dunes suck across ceilings
la la, dirtiers of deniers strangle old critters
and, laced, false golf-shoes
appear rendering dust from veined mirrors

the hemmers of doom definers use pillars
to star-erect damgers from grey dun villas;
and a naked blonde saint
gets sex-knighted;
and, oo, a darter of raised paint will
sun-skate across evil city optics: O, hills

will use waffle to wall all deaths under pills
OO-La, a fatalist flows up high
OO-La, a sweet-fist socks a mill-spy;
and a milky weepie washes wound plied
daddy hinges;
and copious eaglers get searched

*
the hemmers of lost glass will come to close to death now
o raiders of crashed grass
will come all too close to cellves now;
and a sun at night confuses wolves with louds side-crowds
and, once melded, daffy fixes
will shooteth up and up

the hemmers of crossed baths appear to be revolving
La, when ladies use closed gas for sexing slits
then, car-minted, fusers of demure pasts
hit a gabbler's mumblered mind-head
and, oo, a stationary cigar-seizure

spurts deafening eye-shouts till peasy sexers die
completely out: and a decorous fizzy rider dies
and, when once hands touch endlessness, then
ivories will have to adore an ebony moon

the hemmers of lost glass will shuffle self aside clouds
o pealers of mastiff grafts
will supper for de plates and cups of a fatal shroud
o reelers in de East get gathering up de teas when dust
appears thrown over murder's shoulder

spurters get porn-sterelised as renters of bolsters
bedim a theatre noise with wideners and PI-shooters

Uh.

*
confuted, a madam macadam appears rotted under tar
o, refutations of father dom-adam
get sundering too high
o, destinations use evil maddeners to burden red cars
and, once dolled,
a pissy pie-pusher will render blue deaths from rivers
la la, pariahs of dills push sex-piano aside head-livers

confuted, a madam eye-eden-cavern will use killers
to salt-season five minds
with bad tales and hedoners of easy vines; and drippers
get heated
and, oo, once upon darksome families, wynds get
spar-stiffened

confusing, a mumma crusher uses fists for wet-pecks
and, o-la, dragglers of fondlers
dress in body-soft-oils
and, uh-ha, buddy-box-foils
split a false atom
and builders of bone shaft fossils under god-foils

Ah, as memories of a prehistoric english past
get carp-crabbed, then silencers in the waves cast
easy medallions across cavvies and evil dad-masts

*
confusing, when banned, a seasonal dirt-pulp-poem-book
gets sea-sundering a stammer with treasonal bird-brooks
and, when slammed, a seasonal skirt-cunt-wee-rook will
damage dolls with dolphins
and, oo, as menstrual dauphins get a boat to soft bins
then bespectaled father-skin-pins
must rock a trippler of a world; and, oo, aged skins spin
directly across delvers

confusing, once bagged, a seasonal perty-poesy pin
gets verse-needling
la la, easy, a leaden bee-bend stings cunt-seas-eyes
and, oo, a distant u-bend sinks silk-lips aside ceilings,
and, dizzy, a laden wasp-wrend stings spunk-seed-sky
and, la la, a daddy-dragonfly
will sermonise flickerers with bad vicars and god-pies

Uh, a naked nailer of a female fatalist will drink drives
Uh, a naked flayer of a shot male fotalist will writhe for
acrid dens; and a local fever will cause head-mind-wards
to see starry smoothers crisscrossing minted gal-gobs

END

*
the daddiers of greying beer-geezers get sea-slanted
ah, motellers under hoteliers
will hasten to thunder; and razing head-killers get
stuffed with spastic straws
and, glancing, plastic walls will sirenise heart-jets

Ah, memories of lovely women arouse love's peck
Ah, families, gunned, seize holy shooted gardens
La La, dromedaries, hump-heaved,
gets galoshing where a blonded sleeve sucks
salted fanny-sugar;
and, oo, a lemon-lemur-lyon slices cakers

Uh, a naked failure dribbles wee from its mouths
Uh, a naked writher
suppers for sphincters; and daffy-dirt-devisers
hitlerise a nude teutonic rider
and, as times flail by, waddlers under breakers
use sweet red-brick for unicorns and dog-drapers

the daddiers of fazing mind-millers appear planted
ah, riddlers under amazing spiraller
will hereby come to deprave a bed of pure silvers
and, oo, a fated son
shoots de stars when our sweet murdered lover
dies out.

and i have seen a lost drum come percussive
aside a copse of forest-explosives
o, a dummy drainer boy
caressees fanny layers with spunk-sea-scribes
and, once stocked, a buddy to pink-pleb-tides
must wash hooded harvests
with dazzlers and easy rotating soul-varnish

Uhhh

*
whence a maddener of a school-man hides some biscuits
then a serial teacher may well extemporise
an even learned chalk-reel
la la, a lost love-heart has to hiss when codas use weals
to sink suculence aside evil bed-blinds
and, o, a petaller of petrol-weevils
must find hordes of maggots in a blue-bottle-bin;
and a sinal swarded sky-faggot
uses balded belled meat-minds

whence a maddener of a school-mam hides some dates
then a venereal child-killer
will sermonise gnomes with whistlers; and odes to apes
appear dizzified with dead cake-fetes
and, oo, a balder of a pleb gets serves to filly-mates
and i will extend a bullier to hands that reach for skates

oh, daddiers of weepy mummifiers insure king Tut
oh, murderers, gashed, grope for cut-cunt-maws when
apexing pyramidal soul-dope
gets snaffling across dodgy female-feline-curse-humans

and i have certainly subverted rain with pure glass; and,
ooo, we ooze devillers across demanders of islands
and, la la, we may well move
and, o-la, our sex-bed will perhaps cause pricklers to
sunder a moany missonary-cockerel-cunt-wives
and i will entertain demure fanny deaths
and i will render roses as closed as a tulip scent-nest

oh, daddiers of sleepy mesmorisers hypnotise breasts
oh, fallowers of meaty killer-riders
must fall, fall, fall
away, away, away
..
and evenings crawl across de wastelands when graves
get clay-cold under waxen masters; and weepers slave
slayers of skewered shampies

*
when car-struck under soft britain, an english evil eye
will serve flowers to vast women
o when once eye-thunder uses caverns, then sky must
swill bladers of mad mien and ravens
la la, weavers sunder minds with summer gardens
la la, finders of thunder grind limes to ginny dust
and, lashy, slashed Numbers softens nudes with crust.

inside wicked crisscrossed mind, a dirtyer of musk gets
lambasted under lichen
o, aside licky fist-waxed rhymes, a dirtyer of dusk gets
star-fed to faceless kitchens when odes to tusks get
sweated till song-killed

when cat-cut, easy curtal skeins will serve beds to
easer prisers of peasy curtain-trains
Oh, once upon pink wine, shampooed grain moved
tawny teeny eyes with naked bath-screws

eh.

*
the crisscrossing man of a veinous mad mind must use a sewer
to summon dirts from venal mad times
oh, a dog on the moon gets dragged for tribes when mines
come digging for nude coal-gold;
and an easy rider raises dudes from panned souls

the crisscrossings of a lamb in chains must get hidden for
races under blurrers of jams
and a naked finger gets pointed at islands where cold doors
come slamming hides aside rams

when once a cat-country causes rodents to ride will score
a daffy rose from a cagy canary budgy moor
o, a fleecy driver drapes family across bloody tors as wards
loosen overcooked pipe-stews
aside lemon lemurs and greasy mind-brews

Uh.

*
the lemon-headed maggot mad moon makes star-rise appear
draggled under carrots
uh, a canary canopy hisses
uh, a granary, with fixes, gets glowered aside a mind-sphere
la la, eaters sunder chokey cherries
la la, reapers thunder after pixy berries,
an accidental men father dizzy ladies with fatalisms

when cat-gut causes public feline hangings, grey heart-quims
must appear dotted under canine stabbings;
and, oo, a dotty driver appears bended by lost ceilings;
and, o-la, potty bridlers appear shended. Eyers use sins
to serenade vast fat ugly naked gyms

the lemon-headed maggot mad moon shapes starry tears
from vacant lots when city lamps get turned right down
and, macing, cots cause dairy damp to falter under crowned
babby bunchings;
and weevilers use grey feedings to snap a candifier
with bastardisers.

uh
*
and when a minxy mouse-pie interlinks Hector with Andromeda
then a crazy aged rat-house
gets roped to blooms; and bookers of mad sense use cold mana
to enter dicers across blorters
and when a minxy louse-sty interfuses Hera to Hermes, godliness
appears force-fed a plate of castigated salty sex-poos;
and a baker of blood-lead hits aside leg-mutants; and dudes
will centre sodomites with scented head-students of cock-clues

ah, a minty twixer of a cunny-whisper must smell of illegal nudes
ah, a minx-fixer affixes floes to gossamer when evil peggers
get larynxed with cherishers of cancer-noise
ah, a dizzy dobbling donkey-washer
lends lissoms to bibling monkey-levers; and eyers will use toys
to sink an action man inside a lost cindery cindy sun-ploys
and idealisers of belly-saps
will hereby shatter dogdayers
and, oo, idolisers of hero-crap must
render dunged sex from sweet-cunt-dung

and when a hissy moose-pie interlinks judas with god-jesus
then an amazing sideboard
will cause indignant royal photos to adorn plates with harnessed
caddy casustries

and i will send bollock-boys to swift sleep
and i will rend rowlock-boys from deep sleep; and, la la, fish
appear garbled as they sink down way too deep then die
Ahh: guarded gashy orange-pith-gourami seats use dyed dries
and, la la, easy meady sexed frenched fries
get glowering for dizzy pecks and a lippy under devil-tribes

Ohh

*
dixy daddy women entice a barely legal sex to shine
o, peddlers of star-suns
appear loosened as a carmine dilly lover uses bines
to rope a fairground head to roaring feathers
and, la la, a wolving wet radio abuses night with drums
and, oo, a drinking soft stereo
causes canine pop to shelter sounds aside loud mallow

dixy daddy children entice a vileness of a masted pig
o, diddlers of cat-cum
rose-dictates filmic cries to daff-dumdums
and, once clover-turned, a turtler aside eaten twigs
dons an edible furnace

oo, eyers have run from shrill tears now; and faces
fuel chairs with casements
oo, criers have thrummed aside fears now; and aces
crow-create a daffy dovey love-joint with lost dents
and, la la, we weevilise donkey god-points
and, o-la, we ride ingenious mules
and, o-ah, we ride for the genius of horse-fuel

dixy mammy chickens get easily plucked as dirt-streets
dangle subhuman paeds across wheezy skirt-meats
and we will hear growl radio
and we sear ghoul radio; and we will use light-meat
for taping groins and stunnas

La La La..

*
04/08/2021

work-in-progress title: Today, Tomorrow and the Rest of the World
first draft poem then poem-song

today, tomorrow and the rest of the world
will hereby fall for death's feathers
o endlessness, swallowed, use dirty girls
for the sweepers of human eye-leathers

today, tomorrow and the string of pearls
appears bled to sudden death;
and, la la, a caverner aside cellves swirl
de kings of spain beneath a blue whorl

these mallard days dream for shoe-curls
these salat days scream
and, oo, once across screeners, worlds
get mastiff as dogdazed catters use
dust for common fearings

*
today, tomorrow and the nests of de galls
use dizzy thunder for apple-claws
and cattlers sunder birds
and rattlers sunder sea-words
o today, tomorrow and the sex of de dolls
appear surrendered;
and a locum of demure love will drawl for
headpieces

today, tomorrow and the breasted wards
get sailing across a mental high
la la, a faceless boss uses drugs for knives;
and there are butchers beneath the skies
and there are nukers under blown tides

o these mallard days will suck on Ides
and, easily depraved, hills
rotate across founts and antlers; and lies
glister as dying pictures dram for dives

*
tomorrow, as yesterday's woman don male hides,
eyers will siren for families
o grey sorrow, slammed, uses children for bunnies
and, once rocked, pearled hearing deafens
and a rival under shops will render sexless demons
as hated by forked lovely cat's forked tails
la la, riders under porn
get carted; la la, riders of the thorns use sails for
an aldebarren abuse of soft corn

tomorrow, as yesterday's children don dog-hides
eyers will season hot memories
o fierce hills will scatter rot across easy maladies
and, la la, allergies will cause cots to fall for dizzy
horning whored milk-houses
and, oo, where milky maidens supper for grouses
then bluesing silky gardens

appear first dead then born alive; and men stop

*
the evil easellers whose incredible porn-pictures
appear eaten will hereby rend paints from features
o, devil eye-pleasers
drag dolts for rivers when a crayon under killers
uses pens to kill rivers
o, when we awake to guns
then we shake; and coded killing suns use rizlas
to ignite false smoke; and christ had clean lungs.

today, tomorrow and the heighteners of midnights
appear demure with pavements
today, tomorrow and the city under casements
will surrender hands to closed piety

o evil easellers whose indelible sex-picures
appear beaten to fast vast visual death: O, putty
will delve muds for masks
and, once upon a mind, flasks spilt soup-gravy

*
plastic beddings don rubbery pee-sheets
la la, mastics, stunned, uses eyes for pleats,
and dangerous mind-shows
appear sex-rented
and, o-la, easy heart-clothes swell for mauve
babby silence
o, a fatal spindler will sunder roses where
seated cedars cause oaks to fell hair; and tears
fall, just like hard rocks

plastic beddings don rubbery piss-sheets
la la, demnotics, shot, stuns a biddy beat; oh,
a caverner whose disembodied fart-fleets move
comes scrying inside blue mercury
and, once scarved, wiveners of shoes star-screw
cicada ciders
la la, demonics force hell to flower aside lust

today, tomorrow and the rest of this earth's crust
will hereby signal the utmost self-deaths: la, mush
snippers sharky sodden sailors
and, crapped, heavy garden saviours
appear led to privvy

*
these mallard days when we lay our keen deaths down
must, crushed, body a gem from flour,
and we will wash our hands in showers when cakers
get baked until stoned by bun-towns
o, where once a daddy moose stuns grounds then
rifflers of cunts will germinate bran with crow-ken

these mallard days where i lay our keen earths done
must, mashed, arise a body-cock for a sea of suns
ahh, a daffy cafe uses lies for tea-clocks,
and imbecilic dulcineas cause wards to rock guns

plastic beddings don rubbery piss-sheets as bums
get cruelly crisscrossed with kissifers and gas-gum
and we chew upon mint-tat
and we use bubble-gum way, way too late; and, la,
madam macadam dribbles down her father's hats

today, tomorrow and the rest of a day-cap must
dissolve aside piering sand-snips
and, oo, once boned, a meaty rabbit-ship lusts
after daddiers and vacant ship-harnessings: Musk
hereby swallows slime then

drops a dizzy daisy-snail; and snails love children.

*
these nailer days appear to sud-murder dark beds and dead flowers
o, yesterday's keen grave
gets sharpening dreams from strays
and, once shopped, a sex-precinct will surrender dogs to clayed
coded chilling bled gods;

these nailer days appear sobbed aside hard lead; and lost graves
will sermonise eager addler-adders
and, la la, hay-ricks under saddlers must sunder breaded naves
with cakers; and bunny diamonds
hereby fall from the firm earth where
and weepers will storm ashen tears

today, tomorrow and the rest of this world will cause deer to
shed spraying painted canvas-antlers
oo, a naked bath revolves now
oo, a fatal mask dissolves inside shrouds,
and mentalisers of blind souls widens aside a shroudsailed
candling curative blue mind; and torrid lies suck a finger

these nailer days appear to mud-murder darksome caverns
and, once upon a grape-vine, a silly vino varlot cut gibbons
directly pee against a blurry dad-ditty

Uh Uh: and we will demolish evil granite statues
Uh Uh; and we will admonish a crackler under dirt-screws

*
these salat days will sermonise pokers with bleeders
la la, carter teasers will spray sweet tea across heavers
o, as coated riders ride for meat
then a radio's bloated dark-dialler drinks to mirrors.

these salat days will sermonise rotators with meaders
la la, measureless fancies must serve dolls to readers,
and, as times shift, a baker of pus
gets curving

and a nucleus of a hooky dead child will haunt us
and an homunculus shelters devs beneath blue cusps
and all wildlife appears sacred
and all cats appear scaremental
O, a daddy for diamate shoves fans across glovers

these salat days will sermonise smokers with bleeders
la la, cartal carters of drills
appear surrendering smiles to spils
and spoilers of hot blue beers cause buds to fill us
with lady lager

and a nucleus of a hooded woman-child hits ducts
and, o-la, croakers of blooded chickens
cause eggs to be cruelly laid aside boiled kitchens

*
once sea-found in a roasted bathroom, my naked glue-soul
appears here and now
to shop my naked cloud; O, a dizzy dune dons nude coal
and, once chopped, a sizzler store will supper after mould;
and molders to seed-slop
has to serve a scissor-cop to a fascinated wing-rose; and,
once sacrificed, a slaughterer of dizzy pig-clothes rams a
daggerer

sky-clowns cause cortisones to frown while ole slease
comes rocking at a clocking backdoor
o, mind-burn-ons use cunt-sea-saws to ice for deeds
and, skied, we force massive loam into mouthers
and, descried by gorse,
a fishy fisted villa-course gets used by bubblers

once sea-found, a poaching garland shuts softeners
inside-out astride clothed bee-rain; and greying slumber
gets pillow-dated
and, la la, a body-boncer will spire-instate Numbered
dizzy sea-gilled evil p'lice racists
and, delved, i become aware of falons and blue tundra

*
oo as a grey porch in a hipped tower gets shafted
then ideal girl-hitlers snapped flowers
oo as a fay purse sunders moneys, then bowers
will lend sweet deaths to a lime-tree; and, lo, dreamers
dollop voodoo on an ants-nest
oo a fierce hearse thunders for easy cherries
and, weevilled, we widen after fleecy berries; and, loaned,
a lonely actor out alone
comes sundering tvs with digital stone

sky-clowns cause carousels to faze the fail; O, drones
come crying under bones
La La, mental mien folks usher beds from sails; O, sloanes
come epsying Number-dromes
and, once along a father, a fatalist came rollocking for
dodgy heart-hoopers
ah ah, a venal stooper kneels to taste gal-vinegar as wards
serve collonades to dupers

oo as a gay porch in a hippy tower appears naked then
idealisers of a red horse
will hereby surrender a dolphin to force ten women
and eaters of greeny lumber
affixes drains to greasy cuddlers

Ah, graspers of fishy spine-cuppas use heads for vines
Ah, sisters of dishy veined dickers use lead for couplers
Ah, brothers of pissy renal rippers use breads for wines

And deadeners will career far West when killings whine.

*
the cardinal mind-cousin to a heart-dealt star-scarrer
has to murder sins with weddings
o, when tongues kiss, then a reaper of silk will scatter
geezers across blue earth;
and some candy under birth sidles aside earth where
hatters snap cats under capped surf
and a vulture in hats drops rulers across sweet mirth

the cardinal mind-cousins to a heart-dealer uses air
to sunder easy cake with nudes
ah, once along a snake, a reptile under robed flairs
appears draggled from shoes:
o, once boned, guns may well shoot soft dudes

o, derangers of silky tits use white-wash for screws
o, defamers of milky lip use mouth-wash for sleuths
and, under fire now, a wicked world seen murdering
gets flashy for kerosene
and a bubbler, scored, shoots up sky-creams
and a babby on wards appears deadened

the cardinal mind-cousin to a soul-felt car-stirrer
has to abuse deaths with christs
la la, ladeners, wrecked, fuse pigs to night as warders
raise creamy vaults from dregged grits
and wirers of dolts strum bedded brine-bits:
and the heapers of guns shoot beds with dead clit

oo, derangers come in lobbies now as greyers lick
applers and rotted lung-plum
and old islands appear hung from gum as cunt-kip
crusades for evil pear-cum
and, when once eyes stop, then venal mind-strips

will surrender ogres to sweet arrows; and crypts
will hereby render shavers as old as glass,

and weevillers shit...

*
where pepilepsy causes phantastic seizures, then a drooler
gathers blenched tits when drinking tea
and surely slavers will use cocoa-seed; and a fizzler whose tree
cannot fall comes fumbling for ash-keys and sticklers: Bees
will cause wasps to swing
ahh, a buddy in a dirt-dream swinge along sands as reeds
cum spurting acrid sperm-sleeves
and, once across acid, flacid burners used ice for soft weed

where pepilepsy causes fascinations then a brain-tree's meads
must cause cold leaves to wail,
and the trees cry with their meaningless voices when veils
appear bodying across flares
O, a dicky dune-cross commands hair
and, made limey, a milling floss dons happiness from Wales;
and, once rocked, a shrillling cross forms christ from gales
and, oo, forced ten winds come rotating aside celt-prayer

Ah, graspers of fishy spine-cuppas use cans for cocaine
Ah, raspers of dishy swine-suckers use cans for disdain
and, la la la, once upon a gilt star-mine
causes evil cunt-guns to fart piss-pelts across red rain

La, this is the first yet last fair word i will choose to air
La, this is the curse of god's snared bird
and, sundering by, baiters of stairways sink aside grain

and the davy darkness uses handles for city-champagne

*
entropies under science trophies use rendered bag-builders
with soft thudders; and easy heart-saws abuse crag-killers
and the dead at soul listen out for tors
and the dead at cold glistens; O, a wounded quietus scores
an aped head cat whose moggy migraine horses after rivers
and, once inside a cap, a poppy flower led hands to mirrors

these retrograde father-days delve mazes where coda lifters
shine across lead lemurs; and shelves dement hair with lippers
and, oo, once across a impure times, a slaying clockhead stores
an exigental scream where a shrieker under ceilings uses whores
to dramatise clogs with keen women; and easy juices snore

entropies under poetry babies use rendered cot-builders to
surrender evil sex-heaps to filthy noosed mind-massed blues
and a lake-lit dying city
hastens to deep deaths when a pincher of ditties uses truths
to rape a red-eye with sprinters and eagled naked red screws

and a sainted detailer of dirtyers dream of cloves as hoofs
come crying at death's false walls
and a studio under necks forces sins to run very high as drawl
dramatises dummy snips with veinous guns and easy crawl.

*
what with biscuits in the cistern and silk-lips down the u-bend
i will learn, here and now, about reason and her murder-gems
and a quickening sea-crowd will rout islands.

work-in-progress title: These Are the Dune-Days
first draft poem then poem-song

these are the dune-days where the cost of a cup-of-tea
starleads caved coke to waters
and, o, a fatalist, choked, slaughters fathers
and a deviller, soaked, doctors light with fingers

these are the moon-days; and me and mentalis will
render chops as overcooked as pills;
and a naked fuhrer uses rooks as rills; and kickers
appear heart-fed to pillars

o, these are the starred evenings when glue-knickers
abuses wrens with idiot drivelling hitlers;
and we suck upon ribs
and we feed from digs

*
these are our salat days where we wash wipers with
delicately demure staves
la la, decorous eye-slaves arrive home to suffer kids
and, once endless, mental tea-trays
cause mamma moon to surrender vaults to knaves

these are our coppice days
and, oo, when once offices pay, then town-trades
appear entirely sealed
underneath bogs and mud-reels
and a candifier of hands drags lakes for Peter Pan

o, on even sunday eve, a feeder of weekend jams
sky-causes evil dweebs to succour dirty islands

*
these are out mallard days; O, as lemon ogres
don woolly vans
then dizzy distant sea-scans may well shudder
and, once instant, a coffee-cans may well quiver
and, once torn, a tawny mind-boy
gets badly broken

these are our mallard days; Ah, as fatal photos
drag a demon-kodak
then easy diamond sea-rats cry, cry, cry
La La. i espy daddy mien come using slides
La La. i espy mummy hens
come surfacing across a blue lens

O, on even sabbath days we prepare for teas
O, on eager draggard days
we despair for haggard glades;
and an easy facial appeals to dummy huge trees
and wordly whirring eye-weals
come crying for spattterers

these are the dizzy timed times where grey geese
arrive bled from sister-grease
these are the peasy ground cosines
and, once across a mind, fathers to hot creeps
come damaging coded coda-swine

*
taunters of evil daughters don paints
haunters of devil leaders
appear rended aside snake-levers
and, o, once across a time, divas paint
anointers with greying star-sails

taunters of evil daughters don vales
o, radioed horse-proctors
noose a starry head aside blue lovers;
and, oo, as weepies reap tear-brothers
then icing pony-men

come scattering ides across kitchens
and, once clashed, a sea of frictions
fractionated bells with dark seamen
and bellers of cells rig
canticlers with summer belfries

*
these mallard days where i layer pleats with plaits
come sea-sundering hair
o as salats use praise then eaters of lettuce-cats
appear surrendered to men
o, as matrices fall, then oven-hens will catch bats

come scuttering for drawl, a bender of red hills
will shoe-scarper across grey shawls
and a latent lemon kidder dreams after red drills
o, as salads use flame then eaters of pure meat
will most certainly rend rapsters from apples

these mallard days where i layer crossed cats
come oak-chairing sunday players with grey rats
and, oo, a painter of monday
accuses star-shores of renting gods to fridays
and, la la, meddler minotaurs scare hell-fats

come scarring ole hens, a city of false fins
carries a dummy fish where babiers of gins get
force-fed to lyons; Oh, and minters shoot sex with
crisscrosses

*
a babbler whose evil bedboards will always shake
will, cross-eyed, use easels for drill-shapes
o a lover of tubes sink jams in scores when snakes
cause grey serpentines to cup bled titties under drapes
and, oo, droppers in a cunt-trap
appears to be gloom-swimming
o a natal nazi pervert automatic uses suicides to
shovel a panted heart-spurt with spaded drinking

a babbler whose evil headboards will always quake
will, mind-pressed, use white wards for easy bake
and, oo, an abuser of quiet country pubs must
serve demure dust to invisible babbies

come scarring blonders with lost hairbands gusts
just like a headpiece under rain
la la, riders aside fleeces snap aside coal-champagnes
and, sss, daddy's many-faces seem plain
and, sss, mammy's hissing dresses seem drained
O, a coupler of pressings
will both disappear and reappear when ceilings

get coshed far, far, far away...

*
o we get cosy aside a baiter of limey cousins
o we get rosy
la, la, a daddy dripper gets carted across bodies
and, once across hot thunder, eyers of banshees
easily disturb dance with demonics
o we get cosy aside a raiser of grimed fancies
and a bald hostess in a keen sleek cock-gown,
and remanders of swum sin
appear smoke-devoted to wimin
and withering fatal wimin open-wide aside skin

come scarring drawn dyers, a baby under wind
farts swaddler-ice
o, startlers of swarmers radio-wreck good minds
and, when once gravers scream, shadow-kecks
will winter-wander across blue dissembled hills,
and i have always fed cats to mice
and i will forever lead taps to lost lice

o we get cosy aside a baiter of dazzlers when
dramaturgy under sides scatter rizlas when brens
appear shuffling to a robotic roman-rape-lens
and eyers certainly taunt as geezers use sirens
to supervise these human streets
and, la la, weedlers appear made filthy dirty

and streets are feeling skirty when family

dies out forevermore: and rattlers break.

*
the drivers of demure drivellers use a fast skull for a girlfriend
o, as riders under fevered witherer
get stone-swollen, then a biter of scissors still evi boyfriends
and, once awoken, easy bed-bikers will
get rudely snapped; and mitching pigs on red hills will
extemporise finger-limbs with campuses and learned mills

streets are feeling dirty where a midnight man will swill
a cocoa-carrot
and, once spent, sofa-parrots appear loud as cage-kills;
and, oo, a fabler under loafer-perots
mash mushy bust-spaders across privets; and grey ooze
commands darters
and, la la, microscopic sex-killers drag doves for booze

old drivers of demure tissuers use a fat doll for a bad friend
and, once carved, costly issuers of a fuse-brawl will
send blended sweet butters to sweet scotch; and, spilt,
a daddy aside bum-beats

will sermonise beds with sugars; and geezers always tilt
clay-cold cemeteries
with cementers and green gunneries; ooo, nannies pelt
dogs, cats, bats and moused mats.

Uh.

*
these dogdazing doll-ditchers appear rented to easels
o easing cat-crazing moll-itchers
appear old and lazing; and a statue unde scent-swirls
get itching for a damager of candy-pictures
o, as mentalisms wash all god's countless girls
then a bleeded smile-sash
will, once drammed, do all good seasons in: Worlds
appear sunken
bird-men, drunken, use falls for gardeners when
dragoners, shrunken, use petrols for fire-demons;
and a naked bum-booter
carries camus across Hector

these dogdazing doll-ditchers appear rented to seagulls
o, i espy a carrion dinner made pee-proud
o, i arrive home to find spindlers made-up from
easy easter-xmas parented plume-guns

streets are feeling dirty when a midlife farter to drums
gets eagerly awaken by daffodils
ah, meteors, made dizzy, shout for comets when
daggerers of jaded fanny routs seasoned pockets
and, la la, emptiers of delilah cut ice from sockets

hah, we weep for wrecks as bloated blort-beds snip
dragglers of apples, plums and rotted pears; and lip
causes all royal kissers to cook all veg and all fruits
ahh, lessons inside riddlers
rotate across four-ply

and i have seen a dummy dragonfly aside a penis
and, lo, i have seen a silly swagger in a sea-harness
arriving back homeward to find his lover killed; O, varnish
loops fists around fearers

*
as a fairground accident causes carousel fanfares
a dromedary of a demon may well just
extemporise fact with miction
o, as berries drive, then cherries beneath kitchens
may well just derive deniers from soft hairs
and a felicity whore
appears red raw
and a dizzy sex-ward captures hens asided gardens

as a fairground accident causes rollercoaster prayers
a nunnery of a diamond may well rust
and a duking dog god will surrender fish to rusks
o, when a witherer uses hills to rend death's cusps
then a dizzy blader of devils
prove the imbecile sex-lucifuge as dead as musk

hah, we weep for wrecks as bloated blorters cut
a daddy nutty tree
and a poet in a blaze uses fans for beads; O, sluts
appear bedazzled by shippers of seasweeds
ah, a bolted bowler boy cups deev tits and mutts
causes bastard creation to blow the dead away

*
oo woven wicked women don drag for female dance
la, ovens under acid children
appear cut up; and easy dinners get fed to ravens
la la, a fataliser under peasy swimmers
stun, once bulled, the hungers of killers and serums
oo woven wicked women don drags for feline chancers;
and a saddening sodden nuclear feathers
gets fed to passion's precambrian garland; o, pressure
deals wolf-smokes to fingers.

out across an dreamy turban, granular corbans splinter
across greasy candles and angular seasands
o, when once chokers dance, then a buzzy sea-land
will hereby open all oceans aside vaselines; O, pickers
get some thieving thumbs removed by
glaziers of ceilings:
and an impassionata of a puller four-ply drinks PI

and a fatal gabbler will sermonise greyers of denied
infant ripeners; and tacky totty bends will stop wives

Uh.

*
and these are our dune-days
and these red words weep for indigo Numbers
and these are the days we reap
o, a cold cicada vein strangles sleep when thumbers
raise dental hands against light meat
and perilous patrons of saints record sweaters when
heapers of jeepers dons paints for sideboards
and, la la, riders of suns
appear deleted where a bunny bum oozes buns
o, galactic dross uses robots and candyfloss
o, psoratic loss uses cold cots for randy moss
and, as mien drives,
a slumberer under money pays for fotal lies

and these were our dune-days
and words were ours when dragged from claves
and, oo, a natural matron
digs salt fans aside a blue natron
and, once drugged, craggy patrons of city-caves
arise from dirtying pigeon-sleaze
and, under a mental pie, a diner aside a wet sleeve
abuses sex-custardisers
with peering impossible penny-stains

La La La: eyers will render crapulent pikers with
soft fairground killings
and, ooo, a natal bagel-navel stops to cut fast pig

*
So, as i awake now in some background's stranger's room
and listen to my dotage
come whistling at my lady's window,
with these tall words, (or are they more tall tales?),
i make my way into the sea of souls,
once more desiring to give a heartless toy,
to give my one and only anecdotage -
my purse of a body and its recusant presence.

END...

*
Copyright JDB 07/08/2021

work-in-progress title: The Velvet Eyer of Soft Lost Clothes
first draft poem then poem-song

the velvet eyer of soft lost clothes appears rented to nude prisms
o a svelte minder of coal-rusts
has to sunder bone china; and a rider on pure dust hisses after
blinders of blue prisons;
and a darling screw dashes salt-stir down peering stairways;
and, la la, staring mad lashes dream of a medieval prayer-play

the velvet eyer of soft crossed clothes appear scented with gism
o a pearler of a funeral pyres
gets gasping; and a local fatal squire comes homeward to find
a dramatic lesion made hot as a dead girl
and a massive stanchion will render sex as soft as a dirt-mind
and riders along stations

swoon for digitalis; and handlers of mictions pee for lissoms

*
the velvet sire whose headpiece fails
will surrender books to fleecers: o, sails
appear rendered dead by scissors; and an endless rose
sears a snarer
and a velvet spire gets shriven by vales
and moors and shires drag for cold eyes when carers
appear poo-scented

the velvet sire whose pushers use nails
will hereby sunder piss with layers
o, a darksome father kisses flayers
and, once delved, pushers of traders will stop scarers

and we swoon for digitalis as mettlers cry forevermore

*
the belittlers of doomy fathers appear decking under dreamers
o, deifiers of roomy mothers
get trapped in a motel; and eyers of red tears drink to screamers
lo, as rigiid gods wed liars
then glass-turgid bed-buyers
must surrender dogs to cryers

grey belittlers, soothed, smother boy-fears as wrecking mirror
comes sky-writing daisies aside blind beers
and, oo, beaded dairies glide aside mind-spheres
and riders of rended priories
gas dirt; and i am foot-fed to aviaries

o, as we wound de river Thames, then we murder all barriers
o, as we swoon then we quiver
o, as we croon, then we shiver

*
the velvet surrounders of sweet flayed flames will hereby
surrender easy town to soft dames
and, la la la, a lady foxglove has to stain veins with spies
and, ah ah, a baby boxed god has to cause pain to writhe

the velvet surrounders of sweet paved rain will hereby
surrender dizzy clowns to lost trains
and a daddy whose ariel transmits for poet-mothers
may well cry for huge heaven

and a darling darter in green havens will shove for tides
and, oo, a daring carver of raisins
appears now to saint saul
and a rill of crows anoints drawl when a fazing scrawl
comes crapping up false walls

ah, velvet surrounders of sweet flayed flame will hereby
seat pellets under wode-drowners,
and reapers of thunder must resound as radioed tribes
hiss and part the waves

*
these are our carded days when we arise from tinctures
o, these are our cured days
and, once rilled, a rider of clays will use piers for teachers
and, once frilled, a driver of drays will use grey pictures
to sermonise red squirrel cats
and these are our sharded days
and these are our carded brain-blades

ah velvet men in bitten vans cover heads in body-peepers
ah velvet hens
gone tardy, send eaten cans to mothers
and once parted, serum-slams dream of red gems
and coteries of chilled children will suffer for diadems;
and shelterers draggler for chickens

and fatherers to female fuhrers sink rats then end.

*
a tie-dyed curvature of a spine gets drooling after sex-shows
o, sky-slavers, murdered, use wine for ceilings
and, once craved, riders of puce vines adorn dealings with
shadowers of dons and drivers
and i shadow moody sands as readers of divers use pig
and me and madam macadam
get gluttted; and focal fatal master adam sweats for ribs

and deniers of punch-bowls gin-hang drunken janglers
and repleters of cunt-souls sin-scram for evil wranglers
oh, once across junk, spunk-droll will level sweet hagglers
with dangerous flame-floes
and we will arise from crows

ahh, once a laden nightlong sky causes wives to drive
then velvet cupboards will affix forces to naked tribes

*
these are our pigeon pacers whose peering fanny-juice
appears drained of easy racers
o these are our sturgeon lasers
and, once across flowers, i overheard eaten red cruise
come speeding aside lemon flavas
and, o, pinchers of lies use false lips for penile prudes
and, once across flowers, i oversaw eaten bled razors
come squatting for laddies

and we shave mien to the quick
and we raze spind sins with ticks; and canine friends
appear made cat-perfect
and we stave sin with candle-wicks
and we strangle hides with sweetening cradle-lips

these are our pigeon pacers whose fearing money-moose
seems now directly noosed
and, aside crowds, family-fugues get draggling; and
a casing face-shroud abuses crews with shipless sands
and, oo, as wiveners die,
then, statued, wideners of slides use kodaks for swine

uhh

when once seasoned with evening's cruet-set
a wagger, treasoned, kids dreaming with sweat
and a dog at dark
appears sirened; and a alarms in the park wreck
dolly rust with waxes

when once seasoned with evening's trainsets
a doubler, dammed, sauces pins with ashes
and a naked breaker
gets jammed for drinkers
and, o, as tipplers toast red ropers then
gluing heart-splitters drag drains for children

o as green genoa gives rise to a waterbead
then a synagogue of pure bone
gets leashed to god's rub; and eyers heave
across mettlers where daddy-drones
succour lice from pigeon-domes

and there are wafers here yet to be snapt
aahh, acres of wine-tasters suck on pap

*
when once sapplings fail to yield crows
then filigree faces will give in
o as bonces break, then evenings seen in
a boat of drowned lakes
must shatter soft environs with freights
and wide freights cause fayres to spin for
a dolorous american forge

when once sapplings fail to yield snow
then paradies of earthlings will use toes
to sink cripplers aside fat feet; O, a rose
appears laden with vines
and, la la, a metal mined mind has to grind
dirtyers with gal champagne

when once chronic moon-maps wind
across sweat-saviours, then blonde gins
will cause television beds to drag binned
spectators to spectacular eye-spins
and a nuclear mamma must cut winds from

raddlers whose nine inch head-pick cums
shooting bums with dummies
and, oo, a fatal pig will render humdrum
with cochlea, anvils, hammers and stapes
ah, we weed for angels
ah, we heave for sandals; and felinity
must send dads to sundials
O,-

*
and fatteners of madam naples will staple gloves to gables
o, hardeners of massive stables
will sunderise a blown blind with apples
and i will serve sweet bone to blonde tables
and i will swerve wheat-loam across blended grey chisels
and, once laden, me and master Los
will sermonise gardens with father-Cross
and a lid on a wild world will curse curates with god-floss

and fatteners of madam naples will staple gobs to fables
o, shardeners of mastiff stables
will sunderise gloss; and a fatalism uses eyes for cables
and, la la, as moss gets kicked, abuses of minds will fund
monkeyers with layrnxes and closed cart-grunge
and cunters, crazed, use christ-rinks to skirt aside lungs
ah, a curtal blinder curtain
gets rat-capped

raddlers whose nine inch bed-pick thrums will yield us
a stationer of dyslexics
and an illiterate horde horses after dispepsics and dust
gets hewn from mod couples
and, ah, a naked sun cooks candles
and, la, a naked drum cuts angels

and velver riders must resound as rafts underground
come raving when car-drowners sail for wastegrounds

*
o as green genoa's bethlehem shops for mad rivers
then a gassy sea of buttered men stop sad mirrors
and, la la, eaters of shuttered men crop after
a bended field where howarth prayed;
and a dizzy demonic sky-earth must drag fever
and a fizzy demotic mind-mirth must drag killers

o as green genoa uses bitten bone then riders will
rock a rotted star-birth
and i have seen my soul-scene made cold as ill
and i have jacked my earth
and i have smacked life's curse
oo, a fatal head-rack nooses ice
and a bedded bone-baker swills pudding rice

uh, a shadower of vermin appears led to christs.

*
oo today, tomorrow and the rest of the world have to
serve a lunar laddy to a nest
oo as sainthoods fly, then dribblers will use de blues
to serenade cool jazz with rumbla rhythms
and a copious swing-kid uses guitars for prisms
and a coupler of swung kids
comes comforting dun operatics
la la, a forger of green percussion fuses fists to trombones
la la, a gorger of rumbled sky-missions
serenades gorgon-gob
and we swing for gods as we use loud cords for medlies
and we summon swifts from blind-fires

oo today, tomorrow and the best of de girls will have to
swerve across mental samphires
oo, as faces creep, then muttering bee-spires use lubes
to enter a dog's tailing wag-canine-cat-pyres
and we will use a sea-lie to supper after candy tyres
and we will use a mind-cry
and we shall sunder all human lust
and we will use sapphires for wanderers: ooo, sties

get overused by sows
and, la la la, occidental sea-cows swallow soft wives
and, la la la, accidental fayre-grounds use tithes for
instamatic rollering rocking cocked houses; and wars
weep for daffy phantom eyries

Oh
*
ole grey farmers give head to voices
o, sold fast charmers uses hands for horses
and a gilled evil mind-hearse
will surely snap wine; and eager purses
snack upon grime
and a fatal moon-mine causes flexers to
jam eager pelts withe corpses

odd grey farmers give head to hoists
o, gilly body-balmers use lead for moist
dizzy cake-bun
and a blowers wit comes shaving guns
with codas and disant city-scrums

and a daffy flue-father must stink for
a feline family of meticulous hygiene
and, oo, a deadener will render spleen
direcly aside bruisers and mad latrines

ah, once across a lemon, limey screens
appeared stabbed to filmic death
ah, once across a melon, lemurs dreamed
and i will rent rose-romantics to
a sealed summer-house
and eyers will pull upon de sex-louse as
diggers of rosy dupers

and a daffodil on five winds will grasp
aside bullockers
and a wiffler, stunned, splash rock-glass
with fatal rocky hash; and easy masques
will succour to baker's blood

ehh....

*
and we get cat-knapped by easy rats and loud gods
o we slit aside cool scrapped skies,
and a sunderer on a spool directs stores to eyes
and we get rat-rapped across easy masses; O, minds
may well have to whistle down false wind
and, once crabbed, pistils under Downs causes times
to shape happiness from sweet crime

and a daffodil on a blunted bluff must shend wine
from lemon fizzy fast fleckers; and fleckers use wine
and a massive soul-gull gets grasped
and a passive moggy-mull gets masked;
O, as we extend an exposed woman then torn brine
will supper for the knives and forks of tea-times

aah, as weepers wangle after ironers then lime
has to peer across tangling tangerine raspers
aah, as reapers get car-capped
then we may well decks stars with a dyed moon
and enemy stars will look down: As fascists
get bum-shot: As milking titties grab fever

O, once across a rhyme in a dead man's liver
i will idolise codas
and these mucky munchy madams will quiver

forever and ever...

**
the lemon-headed maggot mad moon makes star-rise appear
draggled under carrots
uh, a canary canopy hisses
uh, a granary, with fixes, gets glowered aside a mind-sphere
la la, eaters sunder chokey cherries
la la, reapers thunder after pixy berries,
an accidental men father dizzy ladies with fatalisms

*
odes to fascinating lost autumns cause singers to swirl
beneath dogs, cats and pearls
o, inside defecating dross, easy sirens must use girls
to sunder buryers with grey gals
la la, a wicked limpet of a sex-doll will drown worlds
aside unearthly heart-drawl
and, la la, a priser of stalls sell church-cake to whirled
indian fathers

the lemon-headed maggot mad room gets shot by a
fataliser whose planet-grave jacks all stars then carves
honey-space from leaders of spatial Leda; and carps
get sundering shuttering shitter-farts
with boners of scuttering hitler-harps

odes to fascinating lost autumns cause swingers to curl
across magnates of magnum opals
odes to procrastinating cut a lost butt from lost girls
and, oo, a fantastic pussy swirl uses loss for fatal
pealer boys

and the ivory eyes of evil white men supper for candles

*
oozers barge under moth-screens
boozes surge after butterfly beans, and a focal fuhrer
gets instantly burned to swift deaths;
and a rider on de rain sinks mitts aside a fotal swooner
and a brider between the veins
scudders after oranges and lemon scenes
and an opaller of dukedames drop sarnies along
dippy deserving strawberry dreams
and idylls of diverting hands
appear washed to silent death as fatal fire-fans
stampede across milners and gas
la la la; and once upon some lime, eaters will slam
all fierce and furious backdoors
and, o-la, eyes will closedown
and, o-la, minds will breakdown for nerve-sounds

and these are my mallard days when tomorrow
yields an easter lung to xmas tuesdays
and these are my salat days
and these are our wallet days
ahh,- when fatalists drink to dolor then swift sorrow
has to sermon after skunk-stowed iron swallows
and the swallow will never sing
and de gallows will forever swing

Uh Uh. a grassy gulling head-noise ends in springs

*
poetry and science are much the same
the dichotomy is the void between...

work-in-progress title: While Gassing

1st draft poem then poem-song

while gassing, a gabbler underwater dragged de Thames
while flashing, a rider underslaughtered
will send daffy picklers to fathers and coded doctors;
and demure blue heavens
heap whores up on gardens; and eyers of proctors
will sunder mien with raisins

while clashing, a strippler of kind cicada uses fingers
to star-anoint mean cellars
la la, a lashing sex-ward dreams of female fellahs;
and, oo, once across broads, i saw a dizzy feather
come sharpening dross with scores

and eaters shooteth up as fairgrounds cry for
a soft roller-coaster crusade
and, la la, weavers sunder parades where walls

died

*
while hissing, i overheard a dead bird come falling
directly from huge oak-trees;
la la, gone missing, i overlooked stinging leaves
and a horded denier
gets assaulted by rivers when easy weeping teas
appear sorted by caffeine,
and a holy mind-spy loosens dogs
and a swinging mine sees weird screams gone
fascinating cells with gobs

while hissing, i overheard a dead kid come crying
and, once across a spine, signals under scrying
hillock raises blown bastards down, down
and, once flayed, stoned bustards
use venal vampy shampy and sax for a new town:
we enter under samphires
lo, we dug for sex-doos

Ah

*
while crashing, clashy dirt vaults will extemporise a loss of lights
and, oo, ashen arsing skirt
comforts nobody; and ferine female hurt
comforts nobody
la la, as we wander under toddies, then eyers of spurts use knights
to ignite space; and an even jammy clitoris
has to appear rended aside devils and sweet forests

while crashing, plashy pert quoits get slammering beneath kites,
and, o-la, as splashy curt salted moist-pets
will hereby shadow a nude grave where sweepers of closed gripe
gets car-created
la la, a daddied face falls by
la la, a mummifier sucks eyes;
and i have entertained cuts as fucky wucky pinkers drop mikes

directly under pullers of sluts; and evil genius woman uses bikes
..

Uh

*
while pissing, i oversaw micky mice aside moneyed voice-boxes
la la, caressers, spied, uses easy christs to
star-sterilise old wives with fuses
la la, swirling, i overheard dicky mice squeeking for sotto voces
and, once crashed, me and my heavenly mentalis
will drag dogs for batties; and easy beater-beaks will use truths
to sermonise stapes with cobbies

while masking, a glassy immensely schizophrenic mind nooses
incredible head-noise with drooly cat-families
and, oo, evil rat-crap forces lovely felines to sunder faces;
and, la la, devil bat-saps
utilise bummers for drummer wines

as a bodyer of bladers snaps crepes then a tooled mined
head of grass
hastens to sugars; and me and my kind girl appear in spine
and, o-la, reapers of tans
must cause deaths to reel aside old beds and dirty hanged
serial fingers

Uh

*
couplers of fucking snails appear bedazzled under shellers
o, riders of muckers
use drivers for suckers where a bosom-body will shiver
o, bikers use scissors
and, once across rivers, snares carry lissom to killers
and, once upon today, stairs led me to lesson; and pipers
must get fast then brick de boiling in

couplers of cutting qualers will shoot a silky moon and
hedons of nuttings will shuffle and scurry for sea-scans
and eaters of blind mad rifles,
and we shot mamma moon
and we cut dada from tunes; and we extend glass to
rubbery male-bandages

Uh,- heaters of villages appear swollen; and skin moves
swifteners of sad suppers to tears when island-screws
cause blind stir to swirl porridge into naked guns

Ah

*
bakers of dummy masters shape crafts from dirtyers
o, shakers of daffy claspers
get old then raped; and odes to lovers sea-savours
salted sweet hair
and, once draped, sundials aside feathers don liver
and a naked bottom-bride
hastens to wild spire-wives
hah

bakers of dummy sisters shake rafts from saviours
o, rapiers, punny, whisper for drakes
la la, an utterance of pissers wars after scissors and
coded killer mummy clothes
get wound around all female children
o, forsakers who shine will render sex from cloves

and i have seen the deaths of forced daytime hurting
a laying on of moggy hands
and, once screwed, mentalis must digitalise ceilings
or else serve mothers to dead parapets

END

*
these are my hissing mad days when a locust of a tall man
appears sky-heaving
o, old minds will not madden
o, cold minds will not lose speech
but, loused, a crazy flea-mine will suck across a peach

these are my trouser-rolling idiot times where leeches
get worm-strangled when far at sea
o, these are my hills and these are my casuistries
and here is the awakener of the dead when studies
cause an illiterate baby boy to read the Bible;
o, these are my pressing sad days
lo, these are my stomping jazz days where eyes

use a cornea for both dark rods and evil tides
and, once earthed, i will use dark sods to arrive
instantly back home
and ideal iced patter of bone must raise bone from
drivellers
uh uh uh: a crayon in a fossilised cliff writes home
uh uh uh: a canyon in a fossiler gets led to stone

and keen leery head-shite turns beds from Aaron

Lah

*
rapiers of fistluas will hereby summon saint suzanne from
delvers of heads and money
la la, weavers of siren misters stitch wide wool under guns
o-la, reapers of silver sisters
shape doll-graves from racers when an ancient easy drum
gets badly broken

rapiers of fistulas will hereby summon paint from blue nuns
ah, a dolted flower
gets gum-gritted; and towering gardens uses flour for thumbs
and, oo, once across a false grave,
glisterers, junked, brawl aside de dead; and salts deprave
a daffodiller from hands, knees, and bled claves

we use a cornea for both daft rods and blunted red cones
o we accuse a warder of using gods
to sermonise a fever with fussing bods; and hated suds
appear martian
and, la la, we raise razors from missions
and, la la, we enslave piggers with fascinating seasons

rapiers of fistulas will hereby summon sainted susan from
delves of beds and false sex-hiney;
ahh, swillers of blithe mooners cut family from blondes
ahh, rippers of scythed duners
caress carrion-trippers

END

*
o as we dream of carrion-strippers, we will certainly star-appraise
easy ruiners of devilling bed-bitters
o as we dream of carrion-keepers, we will certainly moon-appraise
a naked dolt for de farmers
o as we scream, then carrion-drifters will appear dead as fingers
and, once screened, deaths under drillers
cause a forcible fascinator to rumbla after lives which hate pictures

rapiers of fistulas will hereby summon feinted wipes with seizures
oh, a radioed mint-head-mill
will adopt a mouth crocus; and evenings under rills will slay slurs
and, ah, at one in the morning, a keen girl drank four pints
then got brutally murdered as she crossed a vacant park; o, curs
appear bum-curved as a natal feeder of pinking bell-barks

and this widening wolf-world drams after sinking stinker hearts
and, ahh, beadings get broken
always?

uh

*
the dilators of decorous demure houses will now sear
a pusher of bell-ropes to mind-skewered hills
la, a bedder of celled soap sizes hands
and, made god, dells under dope causes islands to
suffer green misery

the dilators of decorous impure houses will now sear
a lasher of manses with massive heart-mansions
la la, riders under pectorals
gets strummed by darters; and a stable in prisons
adorns zen with zips
.
modellers of mind-tits dress dobbers with prisms
o, easy mammas strip self sex from fasting missions,
and, oo, a petrol farmer gets led to cum
and, oo, a petrel mumma gets led to ear-drums
and, la la, as wormy wounds appear fed to pistons
then bald biscuits will be stored in grey cisterns

the dilators of decorous demure ravens use crocks
to swerve cured curs across dirtyers
o, directors of insidious impure gardens use clocks
to force-feed de dead cock on love's rock. O, shops

appear rended now from daddies and naked shots.

*
these retrograde retardive days where i pay for the naked sun
hastens to a jackdaw's mind-beat
la la, evenings under discursive claves a death inside meat
and a slayer to slaverers comes dividing pig for sheep
and a trader to labia comes devising beds from sleep; O,
once aside a blue mind, meddlers of pure bread uses dough
to loosen snapped notes with banker's lobes
and a herophant to darkness renders death as cool as shows.

*
catters whose favourite dog gets wed to shrill moggies
will sunder nudes with sweet kecks
la, rattlers of indolent gods must shudder for dairies
and giddy gold ghosts
appear surrendered to ash as a fatal fist aside bodies
must render lord love
as soft as an eye of shut wax
and blinded perfusionists will thunder after cat-saps
and grinded heart-delusionists
cast invective baby spray across milkers of salt-paps;

catters will derive a daddy mind from creamy shawls
ladders will send swift minds to mental-meats
and a swinger to growl radio
must sunder dummy owls with tapes of short heats
and wideners of daddy
bedazzles sweeties with blended babby shadow

La; as we ride from dumb desks then we use mallow
to rock deaths till all god's days as done
La; as we ride from stunned thefts
then pictures of Billy will send a perfume to de gallows

uhhhhhh

END...

*
cortal carring road-concertinas use lorries for layers of motorways
and, o, road-slices seen under sweet berries
will come to ice engines with pinions, bonnets and jacks; and cherries
sea-sunder blowers with digital onions
and, la la, as we sweep guns from ovens, then we arouse blue babies
with masses and adult cot-deaths
and a laden jam jacks for soap-theft
and a raven's scan preys after carrion where carrion comforters
get sliding from dives to germs; and odes to sex arrive aside farters

cortal carring roadway receivers use jugernauts for fingers; O, claves
get rippling under drays where a holy turn-turtler uses eyes for fathers
o, fatal searing flyways use vanning tyres to loosen lust cross rippers,
and a carver of mind-days hide hollowers inside cusps
and a fever under heart-plays widen up for damned dames; and lust
appears drooling
and, once smothered, a keen good mother is forced to die.

uh uh uh, we weevilise dreams as loaded summer uses gas for wives

*

these are my mallard days
these are love's cupboard days; and, lo, as faces
flail and fall
then a grassy goose-gander will sink cocklers under
miltonic body-earth
o as metallers cut birth
then a teller to de sun will hurl de sweet stars down
aside the cellars of a blue-bird-burst;
and a knoller under gob
gets crashing
and a spoiler, sundered, uses turfs for easy reading

these are my mallard days
these are god's hubbard trades; and miraculous demons
appear sown across sapplers and drakes
o, as a mentalism causes fascists to drape dogs in Zion
then a green lyon in a waterbead
will surrender pylons to dead genoa

as a tiddly idiot wanker swills its own liquid food
then a paster to imbeciles
will hereby silence pockets with maria marios; and
ideal faceless plumed eaters
must scatter denyers across dylon and wool-rams
and, oo, as chasers fly
then whiskey galore hisses and bald baddies die

out..
*
thence the fizzing fixing dead came crying for a split mountain
and shearers of kissers uses red canes
to draw striped bloods from fled veins
o a startler, copped, uses a coppice grate for a vast brain
and, mumbling by, celtic godesses widen dogs with grain
and, la la, candy castlers whose cod-crease has to tea-strain
coffiners from happy snappy dirt coffees
and i am a renderer of slappy skirt-toffees

thence the fizzling transifixing dead came up from a fountain
and, lo, a hissing pylon
appears stunned with impossible renal traction; and nylon
suppers for forkers
and nipplers, swalked, wades across mummy clothes; Oh,

once across a bad mind-mane, a doctor to red toads must
sunder a snaffler from a heart-train;
and idealisers look deeply down in a god's crossed brains
oo, a dodgy dirtyer
has to seals hot streets beneath filthy boars,
and an english acorn and vile sun will strip lyons bare

Uh Uh.

thence the crisscrossing manses of a vast soul will snare
everything with prairie hands and loaded toes
and i will thunderise all palaces
and i will liquidise tall penises when a draggler of hair
cuts squid-limbs from ashen waxen canine dog-tares
and, left to grieve,
me and madam macadam will serve krills to weed.

O.

END

*
Copyright JDB 11/08/2021

*

work-in-progress title: These Feudal Bedsides
first draft poem then poem-song

these feudal bedsides where immaculate candlers
arrive sweetening under wasp-wax
come near to deaths now; and thunder uses cellars
to rush across a crow
and a cloner of basins drags hands from rivers

the feudal bedsides where spindlers use cradlers
will connive to curse air
and a plaintive under chairs jacks ole gentlemen
la la, eyers corrode for fearers
la la, cryers erode wards as killers foam

*
the feudal headers of evil mysteries use jammers
for sky-spurting hedons aside radio hangers,
and focal spirals use gum
to affix kids to earwax; and a heroic man of tundras
appears translucent where evil binaries burn and burn

the feudal ripplers of eagled family uses rammer
aside blowers that always fail to take calls
and, once trapped, sea-graves will use dolls for walls;
la la, me and a model named Mons Paris

will loosen the sex-dead when a fever under stalls gets
fed to geometric head-bread,
and mind-riders riddle after splayed tree-lead
ah, when once rippers suffer for graves
then salty sextants summon murderers from red

pussy fleeces.

*
the feudal blazers donned under school-swine
hiss; O, a medller of drums
will swerve aside droolers, and a sea of lungs
will star-sear a bidet from frankers of vines,
and a serial warder
appears head-sandalled
and venereral walkers get bleeded

the feudal breathers aside hoarse money will
tyrannises deceivers of suicides
and a pactive peter pan urinates across rills
and i am down at the sunset rill
and i feel down
and, oo, a severer of towns will cut the ill?

ah, a harbourer of doomy deniers will thrill
ah, a featherer of moony star-fires
will drill for pasters where cardial sapphire
gets killed.

*
we will erect some poem-borders when
godded selves cum for evil waders
ah, a dog in a sleeve will get sundering when
daddy dolor appears wrenched
o we will erect some poem-soldiers when
ashen pealers peer aside sky-dyed women

we will erect some mystic operas for gems
and we will sellect wine from pluto-pens
and, once filled, a desperate gal inside hems
comes chanting a ferine fanny-mantra
and, oo, a chairing gentian gypsy has to
rule the lavender grave

ah, hardeners of sharded gardens will
move eager pigs to handcuffed jail-drills
and mentalisers get jaunted
and serenisers get planted aside blue hills

Uh Uh Uh....

once across a mind, i saw blue killers
disappearing aside griders; and rivers
will forever widen sliders with painters

*
here there is a strangled sky
oo, snarers use hands for eyes; and a nuker of minds
appear cut aside from tides
and, once belied, guns from spies will shoot swine
then a buller of a lost woman
gets sirened aside crossed children
la la, eyers of wives will sunder ghosts with honey

here there is a strangled sky
oo, scarers use pans for ply; and nuclear ethics
erect dums from burned ties
and, once scanned, a poor man's visa gets stolen
ah, i oversaw a sea of paws
come crusading after city-claws

and idle radios cause digitalis to transmit kid-porn
and evil mad meadows
appear shended from pillows; and riders use fawns
to render faces bug-ugly

o i have seen closed girlfriends proving sex stormed
o i have appeared sex-brained

La La.

*
we cut god's face off and listened to the rain
ah, we gutted lace; and a fatal facial causes pain
to collude with siren lovers
la la, we splatted space
la la, we cut cellves down; and eaters of veins
appear thundering for dicky cased
body-embalmers
and a sufferer of fingers gets chased across charmers
and a riffler of ginger gets defacing
babby vinegar

we cut god's headpiece as we radioed three suns
and a differential tickler grasps coded shadow
aside a crabber of cunnies and easy side-shows;
and a crapper aside de bodies
gets instantly bricked in by daisies and totties

we cut a ferine fuser from aces when a biddy will
shame self-sex with hidden masks
ah, we cut a ferine user from stasis when a star-rill
appears pecking petrels from hands and special needs

Uh Uh Uh: we pay a visit to a terminus then die.

*
ooo a faking female fakir has to fasten flex to wine
and, when rented, cakers will drag hands from pine
and a tyburn vale gets murdered
and a oaken sail gets murdered
ooo a faking female fakir has to fasten pets to sines
and easy sapphic synergies
get carted from cold spring

ooo a faking female traitor has to trample cold minds
ooo a shaking afgy rapier
cuts the rain deaths savour; and wizeners of drovers
get dreaming forevermore
and, once descried, a castigator's abuse of mothers
kneels across heart-highs

and ashes rake lashes for sashes when eaten warblers
get sharpening dogs with lashes

*
oo oozing botanical boy-men use here and now a bone for bicycle
oo goofing under chemic-toys
a sunderer of lovers star-deploys a dictator of fast joys
and, once Numbered, wry sickle fish-flayers accuse grey ricicles
of swilling souring full-fat milk-fists
with sodomising eye-caps; and riders under rivers rotate for toyed
canny canine felinity
oo, a cabler whose family is red gets led to DVD as gardened ploys
get teeth-fed to directors of bread

there are evil seasons growling now: O, garlanding skull-boys will
swill crambled bones from salt crowds
ah, a dizzy baker bum drinks city seas from evil emptied bills
ah, a buzzy caker cums across rubies where evil neon clouds
get sundering by
and, oo, when pigeons coo then drovers must sail up high

oo oozing mechanical boyfriends here and now dress gays down
oo boozing mind-chemicals sear sands from crests and mean clowns;
and behind a wall of Downs
a sotto voce, scarab-drowned, a hitler-hen gets shafted
and, la la, weepers swipe cavvies when a litterer of arses will sound
drilled comic stalls for hulkers and spider-cities; and death's grounds
must squirt swirly yap-meats under creamy killers

omm, a caper of glued fazed creation loosens vinegar ties then dies.

*
heighteners of zero-men cause handlers to sink suns under quims
o ripeners, gobbed, send claws across blonde pinks
and, once tried, rended hymns will floss mind-rinks aside shrinks
and i have entertained a foreign sky
come swerving for pavers of a heart-mind
and, la la, once upon palavers, a birded farter gets dunned by
a suitor of porn-briefs and kodaks on the rise
o, deepeners of salt statues
will soften gods with sweet cut shoes
and, laa, i have seen bled men at change of days using smoothes
to sink a labile tongue aside suede dudes

ohm, as casements get shoved, a maker of maskers will abuse
a fanny fire with pyre-splayers and dust-fingers
ohm, as racists get happily mugged, a drainer of sindlers
cuts the curving curs we used to favour
but a canny canine words drag droppers for porn-pealers
and, laa, when feline bawds get ragged
then partisans of fierceness forge a blue chapel with reapers

ahh, once across de davy dark, i espy killers on a false road
ahh, once across de dizzy paths, i espy feelers on a fast road
and, as smellers scent baths, then tubs revolve and lead toads
to cremative feline kisses

La La La..

*
as loaded lady naples made her way to her own grave
a dianetic baby shaved slaves
and bubonic butter darlings came chanting under lays
and, ooo, a shark of a startling starling
appeared veined aside reelings of teas and halflings,
ahh, once upon a mind in a loud world
teamsters under drums came wivening for lost girls
and, la la, as diamonds cry,
then deepeners of a dead mons will cup tomtit life
and i have overseen dizzy statues arousing god's wife
and, once aside seasons, prides
get happily strangled

as loaded lady navels made her own way to her slave
a lutany of rabies got shot aside bone-blades
and a lunar mushroom mated hordas to blue trade
and an adventure in a sinned trade
appears galosed under piss-wind; and huge mind-maids
will develop male tit
ah ah,- i have overtaken a naked nuked lost grave
ah ah,- i have shaved england when
buttresses of plagued children sink hens in de Thames

and this whole wived world will send peckers to pain
and this whole vased girlfriend
has to sermonise extended virgin-men with shit-stains
and, la la, the baiters of expended urchin gems
get splattered with scissors
and, o-la, kids with pissers pull panties from mirrored
female tureens

Uhhh Uhhhh THE END..

*
o a nucleii of evil faces causes idyllic mad kids to soothe
daddy toys with sauces
o a fascist sky-shaper of a naked mod pig gets smoothed
aside dolly wheat where eaters flailed;
and a paperer of sleep appears star-vodoxed with sleuths
la la, a nucelii of maces force imbecilic sad kids to move
ideal foamers to fathered veils

as a dolly bed-head heaps bolsters under billowers, sails
come crow-creating henny henna fevers from claw-grails;
and, genoa-graved, as honey feeds fingers, red vales will
come shafting pokes with blue boats
and, oo, a rosy ruminator loosens head-sleeves where hills
get frapping a coffin coffee for teeny tea-drinkers

and a laden cavvy encages tablets inside evil shrinkers
and, la la la, easy mind-maces melt inside devil-drinkers
oh, once upon this blue mind, god saw weird scenes where
easter-xmas nailed a nude mine to gilders of filthy hair
and, once when bathers swooned, then a phalanx of tears
comes grinding dogdayed drivellers under green spheres
.
o naked plu-perfect mien-masturbators get sucked aside an
ebony-ivory beautiful nation
o rigid nude-perfect mien-finger-rafters get sucked aside an
marvellous plane where all peoples live forever
and, once upon a soul, a wicked female made easy pleasure
come drinking horse-juices from the bums of the cities

*
disastrous pecker seekers arouse dung from brawls
ah, veinous old pepper oozes beer-cum
and, once shopped, a bleater underground uses guns
to shoot doom deniers as cold as a kid in a shawl;
and papers under lepers
appears rended by scissors
and skated easy-blithe caesars
get sharpening; O, a dizzy hipped horse causes scrawl
to thunderise candlers with sinking cheese-thighs
and we jack and jolt
and we crack and vault a poem-moon

disastrous pecker heavers arouse dumbs from stalls
ah, venal as gold, a leaper under grouse
comes sinking periods aside venus-mouth;
and, once drowned, a gamer of a pinnace guts balls
with evil flower-faces
and, once crowned, a maimer of red cunny gets
grasping to glister mien

oo, a dicker of wet picklers peer across wounders
oo, a picker of split waders
appears dingo-drummed by dragon-drapers; Oh,
ashen babies
are smoking; la la, ashy bobbies feed fire to clothes
and we will lose
and we will smooth a stunna from a dolly rose

La La La

*
the doctors on the medical moon must render cellves
with flaring daffy thumbs
and the hands of eardrums will sermonise soft lungs
o rockers under de chemical tomb
appears splendid ; O, a local fotal room uses elves
to serry chairs with midnights

o as green genoa uses slitted bone to end life
then a dangerous sky-ritted stone-shoe
gets suddering for eye-splitted sloane-fools
and we will see the vials of Man come moving
a castle-keep for snipers
and, la la, riders of pipers will cut up de boiling

the doctors on the medical moon must render cells
with heaving petrol-scrums
and a radioed candy-gun weeps aside TV dells
and we seize a top shelf
and we grease up as we get arrested by bells

*
These are contusive days where my groped heart
hisses; O, and insistent days use night as the dark
appears rented to sex-resisting evil madam sharks
la, a budder of a nippy boy
heaps idolisers under father's toys
and a fan-feeling martyr uses ash for funeral boys
and reelers in the ancient east
goes gathering up false flowers when teased geese
come gabbling just like gobbling dick-prison,
and eyers even out salted goblins
and drivers season drought with fanny bison

These are confusing days where my soaped heart
pisses; O, and insidious garlands draggle for art
and, once peering, invidious sky-scans don barks
from blorted boaty blithe bloater men
and, led to lesions, an ironer of oated women will
widen vamps with sandy stove-denned sunny rills

And painters of pulley men will shave vacs down
to a small rick when a petrol den cusses fire-frowns
with bedazzlers of mental menstrual horses; and towns
clamour homeward
to find a funferal of a fun funeral with hooded crowns

and silly sodded killed Gods will arise again from
dirtyers of daddies and lea-and-perrins; and guns
get shooted
and billy budded billed God will die again for mums

La
La
AMEN...

* work-in-progress title: The Weary Sound of a Dead Lover

1st draft poem then poem-song

the weary sound of a dead lover must leash hands to water
o tawny grounds, sucked under blooders,
will, serenaded, come using thunder for fingers;
and a holy head-heart
gets prayed for when a dirty cart causes sin to march
across de moon

and silly dining men hurt beef with candles when carp
get fished from dragged screams;
and an idyll for ragged latrines
will hereby scatter evil tureens
aside rented kitchens

the weary sounds of a bled lover must leash wolves to
constrainers of dolls and grey feathers

*
the eerie songs of a sad father uses dyed ropes
for vernal bums
and, oo, a wisener of suns will render soft dopes
as deadly as the sun
and ochres to women will widen scenters with
candy-soaps

the weedy drums of a loud mamma uses cloaks
to sunderise dells with sloped
chalk-beheaded heart-slaughters; and cold coats
get star-alarmed

Uh

*
the dogdayed bedazzlers of soft heat wil
entertain dolls with razzlers
o, as catters don draggers, then fatal hills
will suck against dabblers
and, made licky, shitty maidhoods will
cause canyoners
to use crayons as penned thrillers
and a cavern aside fictioners
must raise rope from hanging rivers

the dog-doped hound in a keen moon
will sod-slope beneath
darkeners of soaks; and eyers swoon
as, lappy, a clappy island will spoon
dour coffees to happy british poon;
and devisers of night and day abuse

all fevers and all chilling fingers; and
ahhh, we weep as we cut ginger
across bluesers of cattlers and vinegare
blue-burstive blonded wine

and shinging rolled gals will sky-ram
dodgers of deep death
and, la la, souled with bulls, eye-scans
must listen to de mists then fly

silently away.

*
easily easing underaged learning aside wounds
a digitalis, drammed, drag heads from tombs,
and an ideal head
gets fed to evil sledge when snowers plough
blind hearts from bread;
and, oo, once along plebs, i saw some crowds
come carrying chairs to arcades
and, oo, once we use beds
then we will collonise conical creds with
green sheds
Uh

easily easing underaged burning aside runes
cause, once boned, a rasher of a wild tune
and, la la, aborted,
a layer under warted hummers has to move
a silly side to a naked neon screwed
canary clocks
uh

and swinging from hired lilac trees, i soothed
dizzy seasons aside a rude fed mood
and, o-la, these shaved sleuted cotted snood
gets carved across a masked rock
and, oo, i have seen all too many sea-docks
come ricketing
across crisscrossings
uh

easily easing teenaging huge leaves will heed
a salter of men
and, uh, robots of Du will seize kids from weed
and we will get tracked down
and we will achieve karmic sounds

always.

*
the easy headpieces of balded dead men
may well cause kiddies to bury women;
and, oh, a chair-lift gets shut outside when
easers of head-fleeces
must achieve hands for geese;
and, oh, a bather in a bathed lair will
render dogs as human
and a superhuman cat causes cries to thrill

and swinging from spired vacant beads
will most certainly cause lead to use reeds
as dairy porn-rushes
la la, idolisers, smacked, curry ear-ashes
and, o-la, causal craps
cause creations to suffer ole poesy-paps

ah, a solidifier of lovers take to dry where
femurs fuse features to drakes

Uh

*
these nude times are being tracked down
ah these rude soft signs
cause pure dirt to fine heads for minds,
and an easy father
gets leaden; and cagy collonisers will
erect spools
o, eaters of fools cut nappers when drills
drill for gilded graspers

these nude times are being tracked down
ah, these naked climes
get clambouring for wood-wynds
and elderly smokers remember woodbines
and, la la,
fearers of calves will forever run skin
aside medicants and medications; O, sins

spiral across duders of pecking papa
and a nuclear easter-xmas
will most certainly cause sleep to smother
a doggy new millennium
for doctors under a healed summer-fever

and wild wheels turn when angellers get
tracked down and left to breathe

*
when all my hands and knees have withered
then, damed, some soft screes
will arouse buns with cake-creeds
and, once bummed, kids with hot sleeves
get smiling when trackers rid
a lively lie
and a lovely mind will extend dead digs
aside lolly leas
and, oozing by, fatal feeds will tap ribs
with dabblers and outelbowelled sermons

when all my hands and knees have quivered
then, skeined, some soft bees
will arouse pebblers with lost teas; and, o,
sand-hectares
will render razors as swift as a gun-son's
dying great-war-mother
and, la la, tripers heap happeners across

dirtying american streets when a crisscross
gets fleecing fascinators with rolled moss

and eaters of de elderly chomps on loss
and, ooo, greyers of sad anger will boss
handlers of ice with venal stranglers;
and, la la, eden will grip to wranglers
and, o-la, we spit as we shit
and, o-la, we shit as de night-ship
leads us back home where devil-lip

gets gutted; and, oo, a delver rips
dogdazzlers from eyes and ears and clits

Uhh

*
the stormy sacred river Nile has to hiss along an open grate
ah, a boney sordid liar
sails as she wails; and evil women steal poems from the great
and, uh, regal sails send ships to stolen fires
and, uh, evil grails send gods to swollen sires
and stormy weedlers, sundered, must open gas along lakes

O, a pylon underfire uses dogs for cats when vermeil snakes
coil then squirt pyres
and a daddy bed comes spiralling under traps as grey lakes
get sent to sea-wire
and a dizzy sea-squire must doctor devs with fatal fetes

the stormy sacred river Nile has to hiss for rushes when rape
gets bragging about policed moons
la la, an easy tiger gets rode from dunes
la la, an easy rider gets strode from eyed rooms
and we get ruined by lips
and we get saved by spoons

and a babbler made warbler swigs sweet lust where drakes
come spurting candy choirs

Uh

*
squadrons of pure money cause facials to sunder honey
o, peace-gob feeds ole honey
to ripplers of gods and roller sonnies;
and easterly arousing crafts
use a canned cart for plasts
and an occidental hero must issue veins to glass masks
when, sweet-shot, a distant adult toy-shop
must sunderise cops with easy arrester
la la, a daddy on a hill
comes carrying coals to dills

the stormy sacred river of smiles will abuse scaremen
of carrying dusts to devil-scratchmen
la la, ivories under pus cuttlers egged men from
a slower of liars
o, a sun-plyer whose faces fail
will hereby extemporise matrials when easy veils
appear car-led to dusters and killed cleaners

and a babbler made warder swigs ale as mad kids
lay prostrate when jaders use grids
to defecate upon schizophonics
and eaters of guns get shot down by bionics
and, O, we have scented sceneries with digs

Uh,- i saw mien suck along beaneries when
a daddy of a cloth-winder dreamed of chickens

Ah.

*
when all my county senses breakdown
then i will sunder trenches with shakers; and, O,
when my county senses track me down
then i will sermonise faces with acid sea-crowns
and, once killed,
eyers make a scissored bed from city hills
and, oo, a shaker of ole bread
will hereby get trapped

when all my country senses breakdown
then i will rumbla after benches; and parked clowns
will tap hands on liquid drones
and, la la, a makeer of rancid homes will hear grounds
come burying bods in snuff-pits

o, when all my sentry senses shake, then evil hill
may well sink lies into sex-butters
o, a granite walled spy dragglers for margarines
and, o-la, pented sweet mushrooms will use dust
to squint across the failing hymns of dead lusts

Uh.
*
the failing hills of men go wash god's hands in country-rain,
these living rills
get killed; and servicers, slowed, use tans for skin when pain
gets brutally murdered by daddy-thrills,
and a lazed sister in the East arrives where sleeves flower
and a crazy mister whose chainers roar under towers
must hereby supper after forked plates and spooners

the failing hills of men go wash god's hands in country-veins
and a dizzy petrifier
gets pacified by dun Hitlers;
and ashes sunder wives when mumblers stops tea-stains;
and, oo, a native to cries
snakes directly across dives and cities under bled pies;
and stringers of dross
gets jarring when harpstrung loss causes teeth to writhe

Ha, a laden looper of summer cold and winter-heats
will widen gasses aside sealed suns
Ha, a laden swooper of autumn souls
appears dummy strangled by loppers of pure coal
and weavers dance for lubes
and, oo, tweezers, lubes and canny porators
get glassy;
and we gather up the teas
just for lads inside counties

Ha Ha Ha. a shaken mulberry bridler has to thunder
across dolers of skinned female tundra
Ha Ha Ha, awakeners, shot, snips sex as ladeners
force flammable fists to cut lips from red salvers

O, and glistering chicken-seed will swallow mites
O, and glistening chicken-weed will swallows spiked
dog-bedazzlers
and icen wagoners weedle for blue sins and killers

Uh
*
willowers who come tumbling at death's backdoor
will, bored, cause willowers to shut a fanny fjord
and, once tanned, a solar crow will use shut pores
within sink eager zits aside de rose
and an inflammable bride appears wed to whores
and, la la, me and mental mind cooky
has to render rot
from head-to-foot as a booted clock caused shores
to sunderise a blower of deaths from thunder-scores

willowers who come trundling at life's backdoor
will, spoared, move stunnas from christs to Doors
and a macadam napled mad madam
appears rended aside
grey greasings; and sex-psoriasis jumps de wide
and, lo, as jammers jolt for skin-slaps use Ides
to affix latrines to vaults;
and, oo, a renderer of colts
must scream
forevermore.

O, a glistening baby mitcher sunderises keen Gob
O, a listening lady milker
causes coconut to constipate where a blue rider
carries curried pony-combs
across blithe pompidores and sweet earphones:
Ah, a naked blatherer will hereby summon drones
to sink pussy planes beneath an aerodrome;
and oozers, trained, shed a wine-leak across
sliders and picture-cloths

Uh.
*
bonny badging body boys must lend tears to eyes when whores
get bustling stoats with blood-dusts
and, la la, a ripeners of pigs nooses naked fires with trussed
mud mentalis
and a model in a sea of scraped faces sails for tonsels when
odes to chicken adenoids come crying
and a hostel in a bead gets raped across searings as skin sends
babblers to warbling neon ridings

o naked pluperfect mien-masturbators get stuck into mush when
drivers of easy wraiths carry star-staplers to mucky flushed fens
and, once accused, benders of curryers crap across chidden
freezy faces
ooo a baker of breaded spaces warps mental misses under
blinders of lassy leerers
ooo a shaker of leaded aces warps petrol kisses under dens

and we get pictured under whistlers as mysterious gun-gins
get crucified by renderers of chippy child killers

uh.

*
the daters of doomy deniers cause cryers to acede
belted layerers of easy buriers
with pox-adorning queay liars
o, a helterskelter mind-moon uses pliars for weed
o, a massive mental race-war
causes pelvises to loin-burn heads with greed

the daters of doomy deniers cause fleeing star-seed
to scutter against mummy cloths and statementers
o, a lazy lady liquid
hisses in de pot as fateful faces cook rice
with ingenious asian christs
and daddy conqurers use sweeteners for flacid
blue-penis-plaits

and these are my mallard days when i will send
absolving cars to cold salat glades
and, once streamed, gilded greasy scar-graves
appear fatal

OOO.
*
graveward zero yoyo mad heroes will
sodomise baits with old rills
o a scissorer of pogo shakespearos
will hereby send a daffy gal to ponchos
and a dizzy red-spin-summer
causes lemurs to breed with Numbers
ah,- coded lemon teas lease god to
a burier of blower bible-bone
and a caesar beneath idol-stone jacks
all fathers and all love's kingsley men

graveward zero polo-pullmen will
come here to sponge biddies down hill
la la, we listened as we glistened
la la, we hissed for glass
la la, we pissed in de past when dills
came suppering for corks and gin-gills
oh

once upon a mind in a moggy whirl
a worldless earth-man
must extemporise greased baton girls
to sleep under a grey whirlwind
and we will suffer naves
and we sing for navels; and raves
come to in a village moon
oh

the sun is playing dead as stars look
directly down on a tangerine book,
and bluesers use fanglers for rooks as
eyers of lime screws
cat-cause petscans to shout for shrews,
and caperers of midnights
cap red peppers aside dizzy mites
oh

graveward zero yoyo sad heroes will
swill cock-muds as
handlers of vagina glass fawns to heels
and, oo, here on vagina hill, men reel
wind-unravellers beneath urban weals

and eyes like mine go to sleep now?

*
Copyright JDB 14/08/2021

work-in-progress title: The Pacers of One Zillion Stars
first draft poem then poem-song

the pacers of one zillion stars force Mars to shape
a fathering space-gun
la la, raiders of endlessness forge ships from snakes
and a dizzy denier has to christen voids with drakes
as, slammed, bodiers of pure spatial bone
grift aside shuttlers
ah, a nuclear pigeon hereby sears two suns when apes
come banging hooping chimp-chests
and a ladener of de blues gets screaming

the pacers of one zillion stars force Earth to break
down, and a patent pusher of cars
causes lemurs to sunder butters with easy beer-snakes
and, la la, when budders blow
then space-intruders will surely supper for crows
and ideal spaced men
get sundering

and a cretaceous voided moon-man uses excavations
to sink dead rockers underneath love's lunar skins.

*
the hoopers of all dizzy times will forge a will with
entwining body-flowers
o, scoopers, sprawled, easy wine will forge killed kids
from fairy guns
o, raiders of repeaters entreat followers of whores
to slumberise eyes and tear-drums

the hoopers of all dizzy times will forge a hill with
entertainers; and a holy holly-mind
must lend brains to slaughters
and, oo, we slide from doctors as we arrive with
idiot mad babies

ah, a candifier of cocoas will forever stop to strum
saline salt-sitars.

*
insidious darkeners will sunderise all men and all women
o, an evil saddening rill
appears murdered; and, oo, a soft wall will rend children
o, an easy killer uses drills
to surrender bones to thrills
and, once caked, a caging mill must cause flour to spin
a cocoa snake from a killed hill

invidious darkeners will thunderise all mien and all chickens
o, an eagle beneath dills
appears raped as dollar bills get sold for twenty pounds
la la, icicles across sills
will get soaked,
and drillers of moats must sidle across county sleep

*
the bouncing bearded child buddha whose faceless jesus doll
appears smashed
may well tyrannise a sea of molls;
and a bad kid at sea sails for drawl when easy peasy brawls
come sliding across a hallway;
O, a fatal child will entertain day
O, a natal woman will use toy-clays,
and, crabbed, evil wealers must get clay-cold when stalls
appear rented to seagulls

the bouncing beaded gal-child whose softeners will drawl
appears crashed
and a bald body under ole smiles
gets clashing; and, oo, once upon a dial, massers of ash
get swiping dogs from cat-Niles

and, la la, as we render death stoned, then we use crash
to put a drip across a dead lady

*
when once my endless country senses get cut down
then i will learn of dead botanic fences
o, a chidden burn must get seared aside stasis,
and weevillers will get cut up
and devillers will get shut-up
by cupboards and bible-pups; and eyers of facese get
sharpening; and, Lo, a naked naveller
glows aside sand;
and riders of ribbands must come easily

when once my endless country senses get cut from
desultory sea-guns;
and, splinter-woven, candles under drums use laces
to fasten shoes to bums
and juices flow from cities
and, blatted, blorted sun-pities will swerve from lungs
and, oo, a god's iced men have cometh?

*
sphincter-awoken, a breaker of swift dust will
drearily sweep dogs from hills
o, once across a garden, cookers aside lost ills
must jostle till hedoners arouse berries; and eyes
come windering across
deafeners of conceited ear-floss
and, oo, once upon a mind, eaters of shaven skies
appear cake-tantalised

sphincter-awoken, a baiter of kissed musk will
eerily sweep clogs from swilled
body-ducts; and easers of de killed will spill
earrings, and odes to emptiness will slide across ceilings
o, once the easy dead get gone
then the blousers of bread get cut from mum's
raped house-strangling deniers

and piners grow across vines as winding guns
come scattering blue plum aside killing sea-scum
and an accidental washy bride
gets heart-led from plashy wives
and easy pulleyers may well
sermonise bellers as claves under urban cells

knell nothingness

*
as we ring wounded bed-birds then we don dragglers
aside stung writhers; and bled words
will men to wither
and all my mindless county senses drive aside couplers
and, oozed, trendless daisies
get pulled from a cow-child; and easy bridlers of flowers
get blended under cavvies

as we ring wounded bread-burrs then we don flaggoners
o, a bended christ-knee
gets twitched aside bees where waspish taloned trees
o, a shended mouse-tree
gets tarted with rat-seed
tand a daddy mentaliser gets burned to utmost death

and all my mindless woollen grits appear crunching
across ceilings where a house of music uses bunchings
to sirenise a common colloniser with
faces; and a cuttler, heart-slivered, causes bile-kids
to fatten;

and a mickler of a trickster hastens to a cave-fix
and a trickler of a peepster
anoints a bunny boy with evil scissor-sleepers;
and honyers of toys
get bastardised with decoys; and vast ripplers
abuse grey hiney
o, as we ring our hands then we chime chaplers
from luminous curtive cathedral heart-breakers

Uh...

*
ooo peepsters whose clinking head-heart-fleece
will sodomise darted easy penis-grease
and, once slaved, carted ferine fanny-heat
has to murder all sex-countries
ooo peepsters whose winking mind-mask-jeep
gets rudely sundering
after mamma moon; and farters aside grey meat
get happily murdered

ooo peepsters whose brinking salt-harnesses
come carrying false curry
then a blinder of families will become reaped
from cellar telephone
and a sexy starred drome gets sent to stone

ah, a eager times cry then yesterday's drone
came capsizing for evil pigeons
and, lo, pigeons are too wise
and, o, wagoners use wood for wheelers
when, slackened, carters kill dealers
and slowed menkind

sinks from cellves and then uses pickers
to cunny-punch all royal razors; and lifters
abuse fanny flexes
and, lo, an easy deus must sunder shrinkers
and, lo, an easy coke-moose
gets eerily brain-swallowed; and dirtyers

will use fangy felts for cravers and staples

*
Ah as a wander-lust-leech goes writhing
then beniters, blushed, gets driving
o, a capper of dirt-mush has to use dreaming
to serenade bols with bolshy evenings
o, and a derry diner whose birdy reelings
drop, hereby centres collonades across a
daddy crowd

Ah as a feline female priest launches meat
then den-drivers, sailed, fail as sun-sleet
cuts an icen wagoner;
and wizeners of flaggoners hisses aside from
dizy calamaties
Ah, a naked bully will forever loss his mum
and, once dragged, a demoniser

appears washed to keen death; and guns
come swaggering across nyphms and dryads
oo, a curtle cry of a porn-shop
uses cunt for eyes
and, la la, we weep after lost Ides
and, la la, we sleep as fathers ride
from county sleep to country egits

Uh,- a balder of meats dresses for remits.

*
these are our mallard days where we lay love's baby down
o, these are our dullard days
and, once speyed, a bad rat on de moon comes using Downs
to shelter heads under trays
o, these are the mad days where we sink straws under towns
la, these are our mallard days

and a hip in a glassroom gets planted in an able limb when
doctors arise from staffrooms
o-la, riders of guns use bald horses for rooms as grooms
come swiping furs from closed dune
la la, reapers of birds must send eyes to bedrooms

*
oo, a blended bathroom appears cleared of baths
oo, a shended mask-room appears cleanses of baths,
and a blinder blue shower comes rendering red crafts
with specimens and vaulters
and, la la, readers of jams get fed to heart-walkers

these are our mallard days
these are love's laden tea-trays that lend teary talkers
to buddy broom-handles
la la, friggers, duned, bed angled angels when drivers
come sweating skate-optics

*
sun-removed, a demolition of blue senses
comes shattering across the rods of tenches
la la, cocoa tenements drink ash from trenche
o-la, radioed swingy tents
get earth-eroded when waxers inside vents
cause bluesers to conceive nothing; O, gents
appear strapped to digital latrines
and stereophonic dudes, made fatal, hisses
underneath a plane of cards

sun-removed, a demolition of green senses
comes smattering some blow flies across shards,
and a doomy devil-crow
anoints the dead when a siren aside blue snow
gasses everything
and, tie-trapped, vinegar belfries accuse stings
of running burny wasp-honey
across statue-red-fly,
and dramatic skeletons hoist heads from PI

La La, near fatal glass gets smashed like lives.

uh..

the booted bunny gals who awake inside a sex cocoon
will, suited, cause dolls to sky-shape
sex wraiths from cold modellers
la la, ancient acritudes will sunderise de cap and bells
la la, fascist rectitudes will
rend a poet-pub aside from sherry washes; O, cells
disappear, and loaded female cherry coshes
cause a slider to arrive deep inside a sea of roaches
and easy eaglers
come shuddering when a bender in a river gets
bleeded coaches
draggling snape-watches for dizziness; and fist-nets
cause a scrunchy female fish-friend
to rummage under a blencher of a fixed mind-friend;

and easers of walleters
gives giddy head to shaven valeters
and geesy ganderers who gallop across swift rippers
will most certainly grind
bright luminous cafes with tea-dirtyers
and, once stormed, dawners aside mud pictures
will hereby sodomise all sweet fields

oo, a dazzler of girl-wives stalls, and cakey fixtures
entertain eternal northern tea-parties;
oo, a razzler of pearl-pikes fall, and snakey kissers
entertain maternal yorkshire sex-trees;
and, la la, when forgotten videos cause venal weed
to shrink and die
then dad and mum in mind
will sunderise

everything?

*
there are mad mod mind-dabblers here who realise almost nothing
la la, saddening dog-wynds strangle tears
and a boat under gods scar-ankles horse remorse aside ceilings
and weepers render sods as cold as sauce
and reapers render socks from aged cunt-gorse
and a latent pisser who pushes plumes across pony-hide sears
a dabbler of listeners across ashes

there are mad mod heart-hagglers here who realise most everything
la la, deadening cock-crimes strangle spears
and a laden sea-crock grinds wax aside mute spheres
and, la la la, a driver of blinds use curtains on a closed world to
season five zillion petrol-pints with salivators
o, a baited bitcher baker bags beef shag when smoky rizlas
come suppering for burbanks and hanged cigars

we will most certainly curtail cribs with cases: ah, sweet Mars
grips to pluto-glitter
and, once lost, family fan-tails will suck seed from eden-scars
and i have extended vanned sails to mushed steeds
and, oozed till rended, stainers of vales punches sky-weeds

and, once across a bled bordered jeep, a crayon inside Leeds
came yorkshire grinding drizzlers of peat
and a casement inside ripplers raises slits from coded sleep
and a dazzler of wise snafflers
appear now rended from fathers; and coded killer ripplers
appear dowsed aside bones and vaulters

*
and wine-weavers will appear to dream now
about craven slippers and the sides of clowns
o easy vaginal grinders
get grasped; and evil riders under sea-towns
will surely sacrifice veins to waters

and godded bod-drains cause old doctors
to transfix patients with aspirined daughters
and idle petrol pelicans
sunder rizlas with belly cans
and, ooo, a turgid park-lover causes scrams
to extemporise dodgers

without a common-todger; and ideal drams
toast forevermore the leaders of the mind-poor,
and wine-reapers will appear to screams now
and a laden lupin-flower
gets shafted by poppies; and perfect dark skin
gets wed to gilded goddess-plowers

once across a bled time, renal bastard sins
got basted by evil racist scum; and wimin
appear dressed down as she uses cunt-vim
to sectionise beds with vinegar beltanes; and
widening sky-rays
dashes dummies down defective England

and rasping rosey boys sing for ice-trays
and gasping rosy gals swing for ice-trades,
and as we even out
then we countdown to drought
and we weep
and we sleep after dudes as vacant touts
cause necrophilia to harden
la la la la

o we reach out for bells
o we preach doubt when a funeral dew-dell
gets cauterised

forever.

*
havenly heated crossbells chime across a hearth
heavenly dunny spine-shells
get cracked upon then left to earth,
and eyes will sight the dead as purses pay birth
to calamatise the reddeners of hearse-horses
and canaries cram toads down budgies when gaols
appear to rotate across
a daffodil; and we are drinking from all throats
and we are spilling carps across gunny boats.

*
poetry and science are much the same
the dichotomy is the Void between.

work-in-progress title: The Crumbling Founted Fast Fields
1st draft poem then poem-song

the crumbling founted fast fields where i saw
a dagger on a seashore
come shifting skirts from hordes
and a mousy mind-shirt kisses domed whores
la la, eyers get sight-ironed
la la, mentalisers eat lyons, and budders store
hands beneath knees

the crumbling shouted perfumed reels where
eaters of cherry rifles donned nods from hair
come now to entertain ham with cheese-chairs
and, ah, a baker of veins
uses a yeast-tongue to sunder songs with

demure metalled sky-pain; and we use kids

*
the crumbling mind-shore under blue-busters
uses titty trams for cars
o, sunderers, spied, feel for rivers; and lustre
appears darkened,
and a bell at sea get knelled underwater
and a cellar-tree kicks bellies from slaughters

the crumbling mind-moors where legs got
bilberry spreaded
must use hands for eyes; and fatalisms rot
as a handler of beery wives
appears fed to obese anorexics; and lots

cause hands to flare after bedders of clots.

*
the crumbling gannet heart-statues
hereby jump as they crack;
Lo, sidlers, made granite, use virtues
to thunderise eyes with writers
and loud writers on de storm shudder
and proud writhers
appear face-fed

the crumbling gannet mind-statues
hereby jack darts
and dangerous star-throws use us
for easy pharoahs
and wee weevilise gems witn tusks

La La La, weedlers adopt twists
and, undone, piggers will use fists
to clench bloods aside evil trysts

uhh

*
the sundering genesis of all zions and fathers
will use our fine and country senses to smother
baggers under swine
la la, as father-fine pays for de police when
liveners of lovers sea-raise wards from
chidden bitten gal-gum
and a chinese detective, gunned, use suns to
surrender hotels to hidden motorways

the sundering genesis of all zions and mammas
will use our heated monied senses to cover
easy flown flowers under roses and leathers;
and, oo, a naked fader fuses plans to feathers
la la, we weevilise for nooses
la la, we extemporise walls for mooses as sex

sinks shampy and sax deeply down aside desks
and eyers may well don sleep
and riders may well stun reapers; and jeeps
appear scented; O, as eaters chew riflers, meat
may well feed junks to a weep-house

*
all thundering watery genesis will reap a torn flower,
la, wall-scudding bathy mind-lisps will shave flowers
and a dizzy denter
appears rocked aside easy scenters
o, a lady loser rides across renters where towers
appear stopped,
and we idolised false gardens
and we fatalised false sirens when easter-xmas lots
get eye-stuffed

all thundering watery gem genetics will reap docks
la, ward-whipping, a crazy soul-dentist heaps cocks
beneath ivories and holy ebonies
o, a skying slide-writer will sunderise evil crocks
and, la la, we find drovers drilling
and, la la, we wind down
and, la la, we grind towns aside eton pipes

ah, a casual causal dilly christ heals the light
ah, a meteor in billies
appears clashed; and weepers reel across rubies
and god's men will have their heated ruby murries;
and writers under hills

must drop death's parapets across diamates.

*
the sundering all withering green graves of God
get slidering across evenings
la, a dirtyer of dross has to season dogs with
easy pugs; and amazing glass shines for kids
and lovely small dogs cause large hounds to
seize holy cats from gloves
ah, a naked snow-flower sees spires break thru
against leaders of crow-quays

the sundering all shivering dream clays of Love
come hereby struggling as potters rave
la, softening, walled livering screen-caves
come heaping heat-hoops across mean mazed
fascinating arms
and, oo, as we shovel farms then we use charms

to render small deaths from marm; and farms
cause husbanded husbandry to cut sex-palms
to easellers and loaded pincher leaves
and fleckers of wheaters will always acede
aside bones and wafflers; and men don't read?

*
all scarring eager bodice boys will denounce
easy riflers with liver-punnets
ah, scaring quiver-boys
appear decked,
and once across a net, i saw a dead chicken
come laying her final eggs
and, o, when rivers panic
then sidling seas use garottes for magnets

all scarring eager office boys will pronouce
dizzy drivers with loud granite
and, oo, we weep for clouds
and, oo, we reap whores from grey shrouds
la la, and my oblivious shroud-tales
use idiot sci-fi for insidious heart-sails

and, as cunny cries, then we will use veils
to summer-scan tides
and, as honey jives, then we will use hives
to sink VDs days deep
o, as we widen, then we utilise wasp-hides
to sermonise blues with peat

and i heard of light-meat-taping
and i saw growl radio shaving my killings
ah, a parental owl
hoots forever; and swanny Ledas towel
wet cats with easy trowels
and, la, as ice men cometh
then lighteners must shed fallen comets
across molded beefy star-punnets

La.

*
the easterly arising ragged men who sink palms in yields
will hereby cause earrings
to sodomise paws with stirrings
and, o-la, a dizzy ochre man who dazzles ears with weals
gets high; and he watches the weals
and he uses de panes in rooms to whip ponies blind;
and, oo, fuses under trains
get screwed; and cabby brains must extend heads to
grinders of rams and lady lanes

the easterly arising flaccid men who stink will use peal
to sirenise alarm-acids to serve a sweller to ole reels
and we will forever ravel into times
and we will eternally dribble for bye-lines
and, once stilled, we gather up grey teas as we grind
radio roaches down to salt-dusts

and i heard about light-meat-taping
and i heard about growl stereos; and eaten ceilings
will damage shouters
and wivening dancers will use routers to use death
for an indigo head-lancer
and we weep after bread-bouncers
and we reap dogs from flouncers; and grey mesh

capsizes, just like a sweet table, and we kill sex..

*
these are our smothering days that lead pain to waters
these are our scudded greyed days
la la, easter-christmas dons dazed days when proctors
appear part-cooked
ah, a luminous church crackles
ah, a luminous chapel cackles; and riders of gold rain
entertains towns with dark-man's veins
and we extemporise evil racists with rotted scandal
and we abused missives with pigs

these are our smothering days when aged rude lawyer
solicite for harlot boards
will cramble beery whores to give free sex to killers
and, oo, as we drink from bruises
then we stink, and skirty salted ruses will lumber
doctored moods with flirty nooses

and i have seen ghosts at end of days come using
daddy demurers for ditty-men
and, la la, ripeners, walled, curses clitty-men
with bonny pissers
and, once ghouls jam, then i will seize boxes
from hiders whose heroic deaths
will surely tape sweet meats; and devillers, meshed,
in the mummy cloths are wound

and i knew god till the end of night
and i used gob till the close of night-life

Ahh.

and once across a torn time, ashen regalers came hard then decked
wreakers of plumed meats with heated designers of gemmed hecks

*
fascinators of idol men hereby shelter demons in the grass; o, rolled devs
come nearby a lost shawl
la, procrastinators of evil wide-pelters sky-writhe
la, defecators whose eagled wild-shelters mind-writhe
come heltering across hands and bridges
la la, a conical finger feels for sand-smudges
and, oo, eager ginger-reels appear ravelled inside times as cobra-crushes
cause a bruiser of a blue burst adult rushes
to sermonise eaters with blonded maggot patches;
and weepers whose milky mitt-mind forces fans to twitch, then ashes
may well tawse a deepening dark slumber

fascinators of idol men hereby swelter; and handlers of gas forge rashes
and, oo, once upon a dude dream, hashers of ripplers
seize easy romancers with wraith-fed fairy fingers; and toaded rippers
sink pink knives underneath
blanket scissor-wreaths; and revolving baths course across tipplers
and, la la, this idle moon-word hears cavers using de crisscrossed
to sunder a stool of shat tears;
O, a latent buzzard uses spheres to slam a dice across shakespeares;
and, once above a mine,
we dug for amber-gold
O, a patient gizzard uses ears to slam a deafener aside blinded heroes

and, la la, bounced cunters will sink a nine-inch-pick into England
and, o-la, scarpered junkers will sink a naked Leda under brigands
and, ah-hah, harpers of spunkers
give dizzy rise to a basketful of rubberbands
and weevilised a daffy dray where a liquid pretty squirrel use tyres
to devilise deaths with huge dummies

and we weep for wasps as we hiss for clocks, and mentalis spires
across all doom denial?

*
o naked plu-perfect mien-masturbators get sucked aside an
ebony-ivory beautiful nation
o rigid nude-perfect mien-finger-rafters get sucked aside an
marvellous plane where all peoples live forever
and, once upon a soul, a wicked female made easy pleasure
come drinking horse-juices from the bums of the cities

uhhh a savoury veering spunk-sailor chokes across babbies
uhhh an invectory of pure-pealers arrests blood for bobbies
uhhh a refectory of demure riddlers contest blood for boobies
and, o, an octagon of pure rivers ties deaths to easy rubies

La La La. keen budded hands use voodoo for cannes

EH?

*
metallers shape shaven beds from beefy bedsides
la, evil apes who devour devs
appear tinted; and a wisdom of deaths drink to plebs
and, o, as i anoint disjointed portmanteaus
eyes, cunted, cause english gods to strike loaves
down,

gold riders will source pins for pegs as ferny droves
appear rented to coarse skins
and a cool bedeviller issues clams from sea-hymns
and i am about to paint a moon vixen
ah, and feinted shit-saints must murder gold mictions

la la, an eagler of enterprise feeds freedom without
roaring chained royal kitchens
and, ah, as cool gals shine then modellers of doubt
will hereby swerve
o-la, a perfect bird cheeps as pigeons coo and, la,
a fatal lemon lever
causes fascists to finger the utmost sex of dead cars

and, once eyers burn, then diggers of rex will star
aside a hot whored movie
and, o, a mindless kinema shows filmic reeds to Mars,
and idealisers of mission cinemas
will sunder screens
uh, a naked reamer gives red-beds to fever and

i have centralised all digital TVs and lost seasand

*
and weathered veins go dark
and feathered brains use hearts to
sodomise blood with defiance
o, a clavical cap curses ill decriance
and a motel handler secretes bald broods
and weathered veins go dark
and bled entertainers sidle thru arks where
pandemic nazis
fluidize a moulenex with rabies

and hitlerite bodies get squashed under hair
and wide wilderness manx boys
glister as passion pulls a devil-chair then
spoil mien-butters with missiles and women
and despoilers of pure fire
appear scented with samphires
and, spunk-rented, kiddies bury children

lo. poetry and science are much the same,
the dichotomy is the Void between?

**
END..

...
Copyright JDB 18/08/2021.

work-in-progress title: A Kind Curse Underfire In a Soft Season
1st draft poem then poem-song

a kind curse underfire in a soft season
will bend hearses
and a nuclear harness uses reason to
sirenise bolts with horses

a kind curse underpyre in a soft garden
gets looping skulls from rainbows
and rain cuts the face we tread
and denyers drink to sliced bread

and, la la, writers on red corn sheds
blithe skins from aged cold fawns;
ah, a painted plaintiff drops garlands
directly across piddlers

*
a keen curse undertyres in a croft season
causes boughs to break
and, o, a mutant sky at war drags after
a mean daddy drifter
and, once pawed, riders aside laughter
will slumber forever

a keen curse undertyres has to shudder
o, dammed purses
caps wallet-honey
and, oo, me and mentalis will quiver for
hands, knees, and closed wards

and, la la, writers on red porn uses walls
to surrender bulls to midnights

*
pickers of pinked plaits arrive aside death,
o, ripeners, drugged, splats eyes
and, drenched, we weevilise a mind-spine
o, pitchers, pawed, centralise coded wine,
and breakers of dawgs
drag a swined stream for gob;

pickers of shrinkers don a pinnace when
daddy ritches
has to surrender bulbs to drawlers; O
kodak bubblers read skulls
and, deadened, sleeves roll across loaves

la la,- copious picture-houses kill toads

*
the indelible dinners of loose beef and honey
accuse sex of self-starving
la la, eaters of spindlers use meats for money
and, o, slenderers of fizzers
get slammy pan-handed
and, rotted, scanners will abuse de family
of rendoring sex from lippers

ah, pictures of latent larders kill sculleries
ah, fixtures of patented for pillar-pills
will, granded, gob feinters across spils,
and screes will sunderise blended tills when
artemis causes Hermes to
fasten blathery Hector to de sawn-Laker

indelible connivers hereby sharpen fever
incredible deniers hereby
carve a canny sex-town; and pavers
must squint as crow-croners use feathers
to demolish whiskey-sofas with slippers

*
these dummy days where i do time for midnights
will summerise clays
from ruddy rude muds; and a naked sea of tights
cause grimey baddy fist-nets to hit empty graves,
and, oo, a naked fatalist
gets smiling when fast-mad-racists use trade for
nazi muck

these dummy days where i do time for daylight
will winterise braids
o, a simmery knave snares eyed altarlife,
and, fucking, blazed heirs don mental rice:
and eaters of mixes stare
directly in a wild cat's lovely feline hair

ah, pictures of latent larders kill nunneries
ah, pinchy puckerers
drag boats for drowned men when granaries
raid lopping cords
with skull umbilicals; and easy xmas-mammies

get shafted aside wax and wine; and daffies
must hire a blind taxi,
and, crafted, riders under de babies use gassers
to shift, inside green mouths
o, a candied defiler of pouts smear lashers
aside from tree-moaners
o, a randified derider acedes spheres to
ideal hollow loners

ah, pictures of latent larders kill monkeries
ah, rivers of patent bladers
drag punny mien for urban piggers when
a sirenising fataliser
shutters skins under deaf nebulisers
and, lanced, fingers use eyes for bellers

Ahhhhh

*
drillers for sex-oils will hereby slacken
o, grey wards use foils for gardens
o, day dawgs use coils for darkened
holy skin,
and a natal spire proves god's State
as cool as father hymns

ah, fizzers, striped, gets fed to slate
ah, trippers, sniped, gets fed to crates,
and easy caterwauls of dying limbs
ah, gripers after pints get slammed
and, dyked, fathers will use dams to

sink mouldy missions under sea-stew
and, uh, a naked season
melts across ice all years; and dudes
get sunderising hands and feet

drillers for sex-oils will hereby slacken
and, steeled, coils will hereby darken
all keen children
and, o-la, cool spools will sweat till

all racist senses are hanged until
scarring devil caucasians.

*
the madams of pure macadam appear to re-tar
this mad life's roads
o, fathers of Eve and Adam sears eyes with stars
la la, de coded bods of evil Abaddon
sinks Poseidon aside dizzy Leviathan
o, mammas who coo will extend arms to Mars

the madams of pure macadam appear to stir
blind porridge aside city curs; and cursed furs
drape a daddy scribe
across blue fields where regal cries cut curves
directly under bellies and blinds
and cafeterias give rise to burnt birds

drillers for sex-oils will hereby slacken for dust
and, oo, as distance directs a mind to minister
bedevillers with recusant bee-bits
will surely come to split janglers with hymens
and old bacon in my backyard
must revolve in a bath
Ahh:

we iced crippler's cakes as we roasted cheese
o, a cabler of killers scrapes
a budging busted digital telly hits after meads
and sky-high sex-pastels
sink lead-bedded statues aside acede gob
to a nude firth
Ahh.

an extemporising sea-fake uses a cake-fete
to sink sweeteners beneath wave-fuses
and, copped, couplers of prayers cause mooses
to drink gold troughs stone-dry

La La La,- mistleto gets strangled by gal-sant
La La La,- extenuous uses of angellers pant
and curvy creators will sucker a softener with

facelessness; and, Oh, roads of PI must frig

everything English?

*
greeny gobbler boys use figgers for idle fingers
o, greasy rubber boys
draggle for thunder; and coaky toys don riders
from woollen sea-joys
o, easy thumblers will render trains from bikers,
and, drilling, featherers shend tree-veins
and, illing, leatherers may tend to dead brains,
and, la la, fast discography
listens

greeny gobbler gals use kidders for evil ringers
o, dirty filthy skulls
appear wed to skull clavicles
and, painted, bruisers of knocked navels
will hereby crash a false party;
and i have head growl radio
and i have spread gowlers when a fated candle
gets stuck in a feline arse:

Lahh, weepies in a weep-house shut brambles
Lahh, jeery minge affixes mice to cut angels
and, lo, a easy spind witches
cast delusory spells,
and eyeliners of cells gaol heads under lunches
and, oo, gobbers of bells
beer-strike the blue hour.

ahh,- i have aceded wives to flour as cookies
get sweet-slammed down radioed bookies

Uh.

uh
these are the ragged boys whose headed hooded old wife
comes crying after mum's toys;
and a holy curtain crashes across nude joys
and a naked urchin easers soap aside dives when decoys
come rendering coasts as cold as families

these are groany demotic days that lead veins to bodies
oh, when faces flail, then a damager of red grain marries
old dead hands to absolved rummagers
and a naper of a screw hammers fiction to wallers when
chanters reel painted manyana across lichen

these are our cupboard days where midnight races send
eaten riflers aside bladers of pears
and, once torn, tawny whisperers will capture steers
against comforters of bunnies and butterflies; O, tears
get washed, and eyers of deflamers dream of spheres

these are our mallard days
these are love's laden tea-trays that lend teary talkers
to buddy broom-handles
la la, friggers, duned, bed angled angels when drivers
come sweating skate-optics

*
these are the ivories of mamma
these are the ebonies of holy grammar,
and an eddying face of gods
comes seizing wed lips for cool summers

ahh, i have aceded wives to fathers as
i have denoted crossbells from casks
o, as venal tapestries flow by, then
maskers of evil whitenings will rend

a doctor of fascist wars aside penned
oinky, pinky pyre-plasts;
and, la la, pinchers of vilenes eat
masquerades
and eyers peer under walls when
flashers of tears sunder wild gems

these are the ivories of mamma
these are the families of holy mana
and an eddying face of god
now vilolates all racisms; and fathers
will book apocrypha
and, oo, ideal flowers must chase

the river Thames down de Towy,
and i picked tares from a baby where
a stationary evil statue causes tears to
flow until fevers end.

these are our ragged days when wives
come sweltering
o, the star-risen mentalisms of cries
appear rented to blonde ceilings;
and it is true fine comment
that latterday Nazis know nothing

and today i see skin roll across

pure demure decorous mind-loss.

*
the fiery faces of one zilion burned boys must use hens
to strap coats across engines
la la, easy stasis uses one zillion toys to taunt men when
a granite avenue dies out
o, a daddy under eyes routs dust as we sweat for men
and, ah, a daffy head gets crouched
under sugar dials

these darksome dizzy chasms where my mind extends
dummy bays to closed stations
will catch a kingfisher from laden gardens
and, oo, a lilted little sun will surely wash hands under
balded blades
and a dancer under graves
must render deaths alive

the fiery faces of one zillion burned boys must use lovers
to shend gummy guns from bubblers
and a mouth of skin thrums across idle evil biblers
and a mount of spind cum
comes swerving
uhh, a dirtyer of hot reelings drinks to pigs when rizlas
get puffed and burned dry.

*
*
these are our ragged men
these are our drangerous mind-chickens
o a smile aside pitched hearts
cause ragglers to swing for soap-farts
and a waggoner under spoars
comes weeping after a house of gems

these are our ragged men
these are our vaginal cockerel gyms;
and a vaulter on a cruel cliff
surrenders waters to a soft lift:
oo, false guns connude with tits
oo, fast suns collude with armpits

and, stunned, mien and a naked drum
get shafted till fanny englands
appears rented to stony sea-slams;
and, la, once across a mind, hams
caused causal fret to damage mums

la la, these are our ragged men;
uh, these are the sides of children
and, onced tried by eyes, we will
season flakes with emotive hills where
a wishy-waspy cunter gives head to
eagerly arisn salty air.

ah-ah-ah-ah
tut-tut-tut-tutter-butters..

whence we weeble across shutters
then we draw black-out curtains
aside whores and boning kitchens

ah-ah-ah-ah
tut-tut-tut-tutter-mutters..

and we grow for sleep as pinners
crap against a limbless body-brawl

Oh
*
lighteners use a brandy pacer for a naked moon-shower
frighteners, moved, serve lasers to a naked star-flower
and a bended word-swerve
gets scented by bird-nerves; and a puller of burrs
comes dimpling buds with curved curs
o, a lacer under vaguries dress a fanny under curd
and a weeper down the line
gets splayed by sprayers; and presidential lime
comes severing boats with stained cake-flour

and once upon a dead mind, eyers made minds
come scuttering after pastry drivers
and a cakey baker-toy gets heated by sweet swine
and a hazy damseller, pecked, gives glass to twined
brandy rocks
and, oo, a deviller of markersons shoots cocks with
gassy oak-glaziers; and terrific false men use cribs to
serve teasing refectories to teasers and tubes

lighteners use a sandy leper to gut rained skinners
and a glossy gripper
comes rendering pools as dead as mental killers
and a glassy pipped piper
comes shuttering hussies aside riders; and mirrors
get shovelled under loud pepper
and, la la, ivories sunder tickers as fast picklers
soak old knickers inside drowned slippers.

*
hot cold brooches use sigma for bones
easy rolled loaches
interlock spies with roaches
and, laden, a lewd loud hiller of stone
comes razoring aside starry coaches

and a native runner for de moon is
hereby fed to funeral fires
and a natal dumber drinks to squired
babed commotions;
and we weep for silk weepies
and we carry caves to pastels

hot cold brooches use stigmata
for a baptism of pure fire; and, O,
oaths to sealed rooms
come tumbling, tumbling;
and noon-lit cinematics use sands
to bugger heated spears

and eyes will shed lost tears when
sunderers of death
come swarthing beds aside mesh
and a cannoned blue boy
appears dun with its bad stocking

and rummagers of wasteground
dreams about pompidores as clowns
stride across a candifier of lost towns
and, la la la, icing dairy finger
band-bolts bedders aside gingers

chortle, chortle, chortle
uh uh uh.........

*
19/08/2021

work-in-progress title: The Bled Baiters of Abandoners
1st draft poem then poem-song

the bled baiters of abandoners hereby rout the moon
la, bred failures, gobbed, surrender spittle to rooms
and, O, a naked fever
gets rocked; and dreamers drag duvet-divans, and
ideal hooters sink fondants aside glue-graved islands

the bled baiters of starry mentors hereby shoot wounds
la la, bad rapiers, shot, centre dazzlers under tunes
and, tranced, skies use rot to enter bubblers under
false fascinated bakerlite telephones;
and we weep
and we leap
as we sleep

*
the bleeded fathers who dabble for mummy will hereby rend
a balded river from jerky knees and tongues
La, ideal sisters stun pinky trees
La, evil misters stun inky beads,
and, drained, a bed of guns shoot a yellow moon
o, flacid pussies get preened with a lovely fur-rooom
and a livid catty kings
gets fed to laden rings

the bleeded fathers who saddle for damage will hereby send
a hotel rider across blonded head-men;
and eyers use fires for flames
and cryers use spires for stains,
and a laden pusher of bellmen rain across a sea of dames

these mallard days, when stars stop, we will use rain for
a dukedom of pints and ginny gal-wars; and we died.

*
the bled biters of sun-travellers use lemon ochres for a
dodgem of a fayre-fool
o, spread lepers use car-cudglers under sweet-spars
and, caned, nooses cause star-robbers to reap paths;
and, la la, a panther painter
gets Mars-canvassed
and, uh, when we died for rain, then we live for tainters
and, stained, blowers of sweet mass
has to swing to a keen jazz-beat

these mallard days, when stars rot, will use us badly
o-la, a feinted fatherhood hobbles
o-la, a signal motherhood cobbles shoes from sandy
mental-digitalis,
and eyers of gism imprison hands aside de family

Uh.

*
oo a panther painter, belled, bags leaders underwaves
oo a lead-paint-puler
causes rotted mules to sunder bragglers from lays
and, lost, liquid faces force failures to cut crazed
mental movers
la la, de movers and de shakers will don blue trade
la la, de poolers of sandy bakers
appear tocked about bodies
la la, de spoolers of randy racers get drive
and, O, a nuclear fever suffers veins when drives
get cleared of green cars

oo a panther painter, swelled, stabs breeders under
guns and glovers
oo a panza-caper, delled, cabs aside deceiverqs when
dullards of dada will accuse adverts of feeding thundered
city mikes

oo a panther panter, stilled, forces fanners to abuse
dust and everything dust fawns to

*
we fawn to easy false porn; o, we extemporise a sky at sea
la la, easy blue-cheesy faked porn
causes terrors to kid all sex
and, suffered, blue pigs drag mesh for daddies when leas
get stuffed aside bags to tea;
and we will vomit beads
and we will summon quays

we fawn to easy false porn; oo, we sink thighs into knees
la la, easy bladderers of spaw
get slashing,
and a peeving ceiling gets sweated aside bath-spillings
o, a fatal mind-child will sermonise
all of us; and cryers will cause peg-happy minge-mauds
to scatter sweet fern-seed;

and a rattler under fast feeds will hereby crack across
a candler of heart-hymns
la la, i espy fart-prisms shedding sparks from de Cross

Uh.

*
we fawn to faces when a nuclear mind-error will
accuse storms of coming for rusks,
and we abolish heated head-fords
and we admonish peepers
and we vanished?

we fawn to faces when a nuclear heart-river will
accuse storms of thrumming for crusts
and we will choke on spaghetti
and will poke fangs with wide cities
and a coaxer of drams
will hereby slip a thumb into a death-sock-cavvy

and we will get tracked down
and we will get sampling in a small town a
balder of an easter-xmas tree;
and, oo, riddlers of eczema must use cigars
to force-feed burbanks with dizzy mirrors

ah, we weevilise rain
ah, we summer-rise from wintry dad-drains,
and, once across tribes,
i espied a sad whore being made old as flame;
and a laddy whose jacked crimes get closed
will summon screws from shit-spines

uh uh uh uh...

we extended hands from leaves where robes
get dropped then cremated
Oh, a fatalism, spent, forces fasts to slow
right down
and i see vales inside moors
and i see dales by opened doors

La.

*
weevilers of one zillion horse-men appear to be
flighted; and, gunned, two zillion heads use deeds
to sell a bad home to a rat
o rivers that run for sleep will get trapped aside
evenings under paps;
and, la la, eyers of traps capture moths when
ideal partners cause headless screened naps
to sink serending jackets
beneath blended flowers

we extend our hands to bum-juice where straps
get galoshing;
and, oo, blue vans deliver porn to censor-caps
and, ah, omega rams deliver storms to straps;
and, la la, eaters of edams
must swing from an apple tree
and, eased, we will surely see eyes fail
and weepers with see minds aside screes
sky-writing

weevilisers of one zilllion equestrians use seed
to shallow x-raters with blinders of neon greed
and, once across my mind-mine
i overheard some sex-imbeciles shaving grime
from grated bees and star-dyed enemy wine

Oh, once, as we drizzled, we abused vines as
dabbles of glass forged sea-whistlers to grass
on everything. Ah, is sex a load of arse?

hah

*
o a puker who pules in arms will sunder bone with
easy drummer wine,
and a phantastic father gets swine-heeled
with dizzy drain-disasters
o a fooler who falls down grids
will hereby hip to a blue beat;
and we are forever blue-burstive when grey kids
come suppering after paintings

ahh a drooler, drammed, gets gassy when pyramids
cause pharoahs to track snuffs down;
and, paved, bluesing macs will hereby feed lids
and, slaved, cruising crack will hereby cook mouths;
and, la la, when our five and country senses
finds dollies car-ending
we will have to sodomise hot bakes and killings

blue-burstive underfire, a weary swiped world will
suck across dragooners
and idiot underfunded sci-fi
surely comes around in a sane and clever hill
ahhh,- melodies force suns into a feather-thrill
ahhh,- families maim evil incest
and, massed, wide seagull wasp-nets will fill

all veins and all vaginal winds; and chicks swill
dummy wine; and jaders aside rams cement
toads to timed tans; and oceans run out for ill.

*
yeah, these carroters of dirtyers will use potatoes for fish-baits
yeah, these crayoners of shirted hills will
sodomise flames with pills
and a naked summer shines for winter
and a fated father grinds dolor with splinters; and horse-crates
sink a long pony in the thighs when a scissorer of ink-stapes
causes easily blinded cochlea
to force of winded sea from heart-sonar.

yeah, these carroters of fingerers will use ole labels for drakes
yeah, these shadowers of skirted mills will
come scraping peas-pudding-pans with cream-killer's snakes,
and basketfuls of rum
appear sirened; and, Oh, a blue-naked-fire
causes blinders to ram across a hearth-heated gold pyre
and, splendid, we expand loss to a fart-feated gasfire

ah, as all cruel veins creep, then we will raise hashes from
bedevillers of dopey days and endlessly sleeping guns
ah, as all ruled veins reap men, then we will use suns to
scutter; and stately madam mien cause fear to shake blues

across naturally bleeding navel-glassrooms; Oh, eyes
swerve as we kiss
and shitters of lisps use carnivals for trippling knives
and we will touch on child knives
and we shall live forevermore.

*
sister-swarming all red evenings, i saw mirrors under baths
come revolving under flowers
ah, mystic mornings will send minds to whores when calves
come devolving seed to lime-tree bowers
and, made cold, rotators of mental flour bake cake for stars
and, made old, dilators of menstrual towers
come sinking flags aside bedheaded boys; Oh, old cars
come crusading after vanners of modelling grave-spars

oceans of naked plastics tape light sleep where grey card
gets written with nude expositions
o, a nudies, sprigged, get exploded, then nuclear shards
must render lepers lip-dead
and, once speared, atomic bread must use poem-lead
to sink a versing monster under drunk veins and curtains

sister-swarming all red evenings, i saw mirrors under barks
come dissolving buns in canterings
and a rended heart-horse sends spastic chitterings while
spy-hanged penile pissers spend sweet sperm when smiles
get greasing pink pomanders under bodyless city dials

*
O as we sniff the shades of porridge plastics, then shelterers
will arrive way back home where women breed
O as we caress lemon-blades
then we show a daffy moon to a seed-dom of dragglers
and, shared, a laid cocoon causes mead-dom to lead
loud heated glassrooms to
a scissorer of pecks and gashes; and eaters of seed
come swallowing salted bagpipes
and, la la, we a hosepipe for a nose, flashes of weed
come scattering bunny toffee;
and, la la, once across a babby, i drank chilled coffee
and, ah, down in a valisse world,
drinkers of Downs caused causal sex to bride easy
bomb-mushroon-crowds
and, once aside shrouds, i learnt of de mystery men
who, layered, gave rise to salt-shrouds

O, as we sniff the slaves of porridge spastics, helterers
will arrive back home where raisins bleed
O as we caress canny christs
then we draw false curtains under mice where skelterers
come across chilled ovens;
and a dizzy mind-field has to search oats for onions;
and me and madam medley
cause damaging heroics to sunder a lady with mons
and a drifting milking family
will transform all pure things from ole prawns to
guarded statue-threnodies

as a gutteral gateway opens up days-wide, then
ashen pacers aside nuked slaves will shoot brens;
and mutative muscle-blader
has to jack for popsicle labia
Ah, ashen wednesdays arrive on monday's shore
and, oo, a ladener of pipes
plays for a larynx balsa-cancer; and de boiling
gets bricked in
and ancient star-kinks use bricks for food.

*
these are moany moronic babbies here whose cradle-tred
comes sinking dudes aside bobbies as a naked heart-head
comes scattering mice across easy lead
o, a maiden to denuders flosses peasy bread when
eaters under blue darkness forces goofy sheds inside mien

*
the sun is bound to bedazzling murder when a pusher of svelte air
causes skin to sit in a gentleman's chair;
and, lo, weakeners of slits come sinking cables beneath blue hair;
and, oo, once across some lip, creators of tables under bound fear
utilise blown caps for hands and knees and buzzing tears; O, ears
get crashed
and a stapler of watchmen will persecute thatches for easy spears
and, la la, menial mentalisers must execute catches
and liquid speakers come sunderisng gasped shoots as demons
come harrying sireners
aside bleeders; and eyes get plowed when evil racist-gas sears
odd gold-trolls:
and sacrificial egits must raise pits from fannies; and aged years
come scarpering
aside blenderers of evenings spent on a cliff while hurling beers
adown sheer rock-faces
and, ah, tonight at lunch-times, i will soften beaks with laces

uh uh uh: we are patronisers to ironic pussies; uh uh uh; stasis
gets cut by the dress with tread;
and, guttering by, sailors spread beds across fucky lip-faces
uh uh uh; we remonstrate on Eden while
sky-shaving idolisers of sweetening bile
and, ooooo, a naked swum ogre wars with ugly barrows
and, ooooo, a fated gun-groper
appears heart-fed to gin-coaxers

and i will hereby topple day-writhers with a fleece of glass
and i love the taste of broken glass
and i adore the wasters of gas; and i use glass for masks
La La; ahhh. Mind-soakers get fuelled from de past.

Uh- poetry and science are very much the same
the blind evil dichotomy is the renal Void between.

note: racism is evil.

work-in-progress title: The Fondant Centres of a Mad Mouth
first draft poem then poem-songs

the fondant centres of a mad mouth drizzle lisps across liquids
o evening's meteors
appear gouged, and a mirroring minotaur runs orchids through
odes to easter
and a candied sex-fart causes heads to turn
across penile fatal star-burns

the fondant centres of a sad mind whistles across milks as pigs
appear sundering salts from papered cruets,
and a mental failure will surrender peppers to mitts when kids
arrive back home to find eager dust
gone sky-fishing

and i will hereby rock redness with rotators as bedsides kip

*
the fondant potatoes of a live onion-dyke has to sunder lips
from silent flowers
o, as violence empowers drives then car-cascaders use strips
to sodomise bends with crypts,
and issuers of Aaron use velvet rods for slits as cicadas shower
hands and knees with faces

the fondant star petrels who sing a petrol face aside laces
will hereby ironise a bedder of rings
and, o, once across a liver, a digger of swings used aces
to shudder after kings;
and me and my father will jack love's mother; and stasis

causes lemoned head-ochres to stiffen as sex cries

*
the mandolins of fast children cause dulcimers to pray
o mindless sin causes women to pause
and, once bled, forces under skin gets plashy; and day
yearns for soft night
and, oo, liquid bad boys cause voids to sunder clay
and, washed, a clay-cold cabinet must fear middays

the mandolins of vast women cause dulcineas to play
o endless winds cause chickens to forge
naked chick-papers as a nuclear fjord claps for slaves
and, la la, we pickle as we pepper
a salted bed with lepers
and, once lifted, rippers must end kidders to graves

*
the mandolins of gwendolin must noose a naked nipper
with nipplers; and, o, gassy dust will truss a fatal killer
aside selfless fizzy suicide-murders
and, beeped, an easy tree of purdah forces heads to quiver
for naplers and dizzy bees

the mandolins of five winds must serve soups to trees
ah, a sea of gloves arrive cusped aside birds;
and a naveller of grogs rides across lies when creeds
appear murdered by ashes

and a kicker of moss-knickers will sermonise lashes
with helter-skelters
and a buddy burner of grillers must extend gold plashes
to a blonded state of thieves;
and i have sensed snakes come slivering under cashes

*
lemoners of limey crazy ladies will sermonise the dead
drivellers of moneys sunder babies with eastern bread,
and we widen rope with thunder
o killers of whining mazy babies
appear shuttled
and riders of killings come serving beds to rubies as
a matrial oval causes bones to shuffle
and, la la, codal gorses will swerve
and, o-la, odals will cat-create burrs from couples

lemoners of limey daisy ladies will sunderise sheds
and a latent body appears dizzy
and a patient caddy gets golfed up till white breads
get sliced from big hands

lemoners of limey crazy doobies will raid nerves
dreamers of mind-mazy boobies
get bounced across hired hills, and patent pervs
get slashed downstreams
and bodices, blenched, cause hearts to scream

*
once car-crazed, the cinemas of all five senses seize
dramaturgy from windscreens
and a daggerer of mind-dreams riddle cellves with
coded oaked teas
and where torn tits groan, then sex lives on her own;
and a candy caver causes de nuclear to leave home

oh, a cocoa swab will victimise phlegm when bone
carries curvers to dills, and a sequent stem of stone
comes crusading for darters
oh, a crack in crime scissors fascinates farters
and a coded odal wig-ma'am
uses heart-felt transitions from compacted feathers

and we will fall to death's flavas we use drones
to sullenise bakers from wideners of sky-sloanes
oo, a painted heart causes wolverines to loan
a dashy dick of an actor aside wounded tomes

and a fascist underleaf gets carted under Rome
and an old english head-thief
couplers gold yiddish god-sleep to don leaf
and, Oh, a murderer of sod-sleet showers teas
aside drakers of blonded billy petrols; and beads

get most horribly yanked then left under reeds.

*
as mamma canary listens to a dead kid's river
then holy black trinities use hands for de fathers
o, a mad mouse inside minted grandes
gets rented to snuff
and, la la, an acrid evil white lord will use larders
to store the foods of god's trust;
ah, a laden looter of gas will certainly star-crush
caucasian mad circles

and a dada on a cliff must radio home when
eager fascist lust comes crying for old men
and a fazer on a trip
proves martian voodoo to saint chalks with gems

as mama canary listens to a dead kid's mirror
then ideal black christs
come shivering aside white-wipes, and fever
comes cutting at death's evil white backdoor;
and anancee is a pure god
and soft mary uses church for pure love

Amen

*
the anatriptic facers of one zilion rain-blown minds
will fade to utmost clay
and, oo, sidlers of mazes will slave naked heart
and, sea-played, a darksome rill will render day
as cruel and cold as Life

the anatriptic fazers of one zillion red-bone minds
sermonise a fizzer of sauced guns
and deniers on a tip will extemporise easy vines
with venal female snails

ah, a dada inside a false lift will murder all minds
ah, a fuhrer under a wet-slit will get easily spined
by all keen human sea-swine
and a dolted bibler will surrenders piss to angels
and a coded butcher
appears scanned
by easy pigs in de royal bethlehem

o, a digital flava must suck a lost nut as cuts
carry carers of doom to searers of dead sluts
o,

*
the desert chasers of duned miles use dragons for people
la, eaters of freighters drag smiles
across indignant hollow spies
la, deserted tapers use dils for dials and cobra-steeples
appear murdered by blond eyes

the desert chasers of duned vials as musical eaglers
o, a stapler on the run
damages lichen with gum; and nudist blanched ripplers
abuse money with wives

and once along a slowed mind, a wivener of tides
appears laden with crowers;
and a mask at sea smothers sailors when city-prides
cause sex silos to implode
la la, a tawny wino burns toads with siren-saviours

and a cosmic statue glows in de air where killers
room-arrange colours with evil fillers; and we cared
once; and we stared, always,
and a naked sea of rope appears rendering graves

across molten seas where the big brides of cities
cane a melted lea with canny pig-sties; and bodies

get burned aside bleeded schooners; and pities
pinion heart-potions with dirisible soup babies.

*
the jolted twin-eyed vagrant aside a hollow moon
gets bolted by hands and knees
o, assaulted skin-scibes use Ides for mushrooms
and, la la, a cat at sea
appears drowing like a rainbow; and screes
come carrying cocoa-fire to endless mine-weed

the jolted twin-eyed vacant wife who uses paint
to jack her venal mammas
will, scented, swirl vaginal trimmers across seed
and a badger whose human tail
digs after murders
will hereby swallow pets and lift a soft nail

oo, crabbins on de hill get leached from summer
oo, dobins on de rills gert peached from
bald fanny utterances of demure skirt and lungs
and, tautened, a serial God hisses as she stuns
lunar burstives with false socks and memories

and pear-shaven puddy pens sign deaf paper.

*
daft eerie runners use walls for aped baits as eyes
swell up
and, uhh, drummers, fused, bore under gas-sties
to entertain the murders of the dead
and, o, a blonded error uses caps for beds as
weavers of chickens
come roasting turkey-egg; and tragi mind-masts
get warped aside a masted Venus

daft eerie runners use halls for snaked lakers
and model minds define screws
and fotal spines refine doobies with shavers;
and ice gets wallowed in de pan
and christs get swallowed
and, laid aside grit, a sallower of rams shivers
across a spind dammed city pinnace

and mucky mickey pups walk racists to death
and honeyers, shut, stalk de evil stasis of
doomy klux klan definers
and hereby the sun is enclosed in a dead orb
and hereby the stars fall as they loo down

towards taverners and dirtying white Albion
and we drift as we dream of night
and we exit aside guns when hands use lyons

to shoot defamers bone-clean,- Oh, we hiss?

bastardised by phone-in, screwed martian speech-radio
comes slumbering aside limbs
o, hocus pocus slides use limbs for grecian speech-wind
and a plucker on the field
comes searing rain from weals
and, la la, a broken soul gets whipped across salt-meals
and, razored, unreasonable sauce snaps helms across hymns

o-la, madam-men-lava gets crusted by atomic blue-bins
o-la, mamma-minge-palavar
gets caressing pins aside a wayward weeper; and sins get
soul-disturbed
and madam kecks uses brain-phlanges for eternal sex; Oh

i have idolised the prince's dead canary as i have seen oaths
come careering from skin under moths and beetle-brogues
and the wives of March
appear vaulted by lard-marks
and eyers weave sweet tears
and cryers heave meat beers; and wideners die forever

more...

work-in-progress title: The Easy Smilers Who Snap Bread and Brine
first draft poem then poem-song

The Easy Smilers Who Snap Some Bread and Brine
the easy smilers who snap some bread and brine
will hereby shaft screw-paps
and, la la, families, pulled, dream of city wine
and, o-la, memories, gulled, scream for traps,
and my lime-tree bower
appears led to seasoners.

and a naked puler of pealers use cars for windows,
and a fool of a nuker
gets stabbed under pukers as a fish-petted widow
will sirenise doctors with poolers in de shadow
and we cast a cavern-crab across dirt-mallow

*
the queasy sidlers who cut canny cakes must
render sex a smoothed as dust
o, soft couplers, spewed, use tusks for herons,
and a bath at sea
gets revolving around a naked weed when lust
comes rocking at god's backdoor

and a naked spooler sex-soils hands with walls
and, salt-defined, cruet boils feed sand to malls;
and, la la, we weave hens from toil when spaces
appear cutdown
from bruises and scabbers

once across a grey sea, i overheard denial

*
the cabby whose headless blue taxi drags phlegm for
spastic castles
will hereby heart-murder screwed nannies with stores
and, la la, messengers to evil mummy causes wards
to self-implode,
and, oo, a markerson of a toad uses clocks for scores,
and mad pelicans most certainly shooteth up

the cabby whose bedless glued taxi loosens sluts
ah, a laddy whose brainless shoes catch fire shuts
a dollar of a boy in a female cup
and, routed, a toy in a venal nut gets shafted for
major arcana and lost pups

*
queasy bomb-boys get bled to evil flowers
o seasoners of toys get fed to eagle-showers
and, la la, we reel aside as we ravel under dweebs
o car-killers get overjoyed
about concertinas; and a laden bed of seed
gets scattering eyes across leaves

queasy bomb-boys get fed to evil bowers
and, la la, siren ploys cause sheds to power
a nudist hill where sizzle-claws blind towers
and TV stadiums
appear heart-fed to closures

*
donny blueberry fields observe snow aside a TV screen
o, old hoof-beats ahead
get star-shone when a loaded crow binds sex to dreams,
and, la la, launched, a peppered slide-show
penis-forces cunts with ripplers; and naked side-show
uses arms for feet

donny blueberry weals yield trikes to bums when crows
appear goose-gutted
and, once upon a butt, rancid riders dreamt for acrid
LSD's: and the times are sluts
and, made eastern, westend poke-pucks cause acid
to sunder spunk-tests
with strawberry fests

queasy easy bone-boys chomp on marrow as deaths
cause a mapdom of bodies
to curl flaps under moisteners and daffies; and deaths
appear Mars-constrained

O, we will linger for absolutely nothing till grey quests
stomps at the genus Savoy; and heads use fast nests

*
there are, nearby, a naked mind-failure
o, near cards, we wander through tarot when labia
appears cock-knotted
la la, entertainers of rotted dew strikes for sweet grass
la la, issuers of clotted booze gets shrunken,
and, oo, a cagey code-cut gets fanny-drunken, and
eaters of lilies appears spattered

there are, nearby, a naked heart-tabler
o, near scars, we sink manequins beneath cablers,
and, drenched, we slink
and, wrenched, we sink bobs into butter;
and, made steady, clapperers use jams for mamma

queasy easy stone-boys eternalise a hot cold God
and, once sloaned, swung-singer-jazzy-men
leap as they thrill de stage
ooo, a fatalist will use lost drums to warn women
about swinging and dancing too often?

*
we will get out of town; we will abolish heads with flour
and, oo, as we endeavour to bake a cake
we, moosed, will violently sever drapes from sweet tape
and we bind summers with angels
and, la la, a city failure will slumber after lost fakes

we will get out town; we will admonish beds with owls
and, la la, my little soul must serenade lead when fowl
get summering a wintry moon;
and, noosed, a tiny pluto-plume must seize deniers
from kind and kicky stocking-hangers

there are, nearby, a house of stars dons drabbler for
fern-men and the celtic gods
and, lo, when we use massive gourdes, then wards
will most certainly interfuse Hector with Andromeda
and, la la, these huge seasons get changed

forever; and eyers have observed when de summer
oozes hot suns across autumn devils; a de winter

will summon sireners to slaughterers and sphincters

*
a keen curse undertyres in a croft season
causes boughs to break
and, o, a mutant sky at war drags after
a mean daddy drifter
and, once pawed, riders aside laughter
will slumber forever

a keen curse undertyres has to shudder
o, dammed purses
caps wallet-honey
and, oo, me and mentalis will quiver for
hands, knees, and closed wards

and, la la, writers on red porn uses walls
to surrender bulls to midnights

pickers of shrinkers don a pinnace when
daddy ritches
has to surrender bulbs to drawlers; O
kodak bubblers read skulls
and, deadened, sleeves roll across loaves

*
and oodlers in lost Numbers gets gutted by bible-rain
and we will understand female rain
and we will apprehend voices when treated veins
arise from bols and rubbish;
and, oo, we udderise pastures and sterile lovage
and, oo, we will city-prise
apers from chimps and holy lives

and darkness thrals where a naveller of wives
cunt-crops a venal penis-pan-disease; and ties
get vinegar-hanged
and, la la, reasons for garlands must use pies
to fill a portable brain-pan for cooking sides

oozlers, motored, get sharpening when tribes
appear holy and made from god-loves; and i
have scented sand-trades with which i use rides
to rope a roller-coaster aside a blue-blind Lady

as picklers of shrinkers love dying swine then
cavvy female caviar will be fed to dead women

*
the ladeners of a public loo have to wee across hairbells
o, leadeners of tragic lubes will use trees
la la, a sun in a bled sky surrenders farters to hair-cells
and, once sent to bed, a mumma under parchers sells
a candy fuse to lead
and a dappler, stunned, fleeces mien with bread when
larchers of lady pegs drop fern-seeds across chicken
.
the ladeners of a public stew have to shit across prayers
and, o, a fast dance on de stairway use songs for killers
and, once masted, grey guns hear graves beneath rivers
arising from samphires and cut reels
and, caging, sapphires damage sex-weals; and Leda

will hereby shovel a diamond brace to a body-swan-bringer
o, shrill idlers carve sirens from mace
o, illing riders scar alarums with waste; and lime-swingers
appear to get grinding mind-sucrose
and, once decked, blinded heart-dextrose has to
render sweet deaths with fucky feely windy cup glucose

uh, a bender of doomy draggy deniers scar-strangle
everything but the world

*
yeah, where idiotic pinning purses cause money-gauze to
sirenise belts with naked panty hearses
then a beller in de east gathers teas and leaves asia to a
champion shampoo sax
o, a nuteuring perfume-wax washes Ides adown horses
and, drum-pooed, a kitten whose mane causes voices
will scan a sea-wetted tiger mission
with de spraying speyers of one zilllion soho-smiles
and, la la, as nakedness causes tears then closed dials
must suck across a blurry renal blue-burst

and darkness crawls for mad nonexistent heaven when
doomy drapplers of whores
get sputtering slim dawgs to an espier of grey miction;
o, a daddy wrist
swills ring-gold
o, a maddener, pissed, layers herons with helen
and, stooled, spatial bunkers use stations to season
a full five topped pizza garden

yeah, where idiotic purses cause honey-gauze to fuse
a dirtying dictator to the arse of Bathsheba
a doctoring dummy flower gets tinkled for a snoods
and a latent leary lash-wide screw
gets locked inside god's slade-gaols

once upon an imprisoned smile, saviours of mad men
come rocking at murdering towns; and cellars
sink up, up under gaolers
and, ooo, we sunder flavas as kind evil killers rend
dust from de rod of Aaron

Uh.

*
these are my mallard days
these are my tarot-trades; and, o, as faceless buddhas burn
then mastics under slaves oozes wheatgerm under grey perms
and, ignited, treasurers of voces slide ape-ferns aside women
and, la, these are my mallard days
and, la, these are my rooms of Arcana

once across a murdered flower, fazers made pink guns shrink
o, once, lost, a rider under flour
caused a cakey biker to bait a sea of sun-showers
and abaited necks
appear napeless; and, oo, as we slide then we use a rainbow
to delve ash for fatal moon-shows

these are my mallard days
these are love's ballad days; and a fotal focuser of honey
causes abusive genital wax
to send dizzy drivers aside blowers of hens and bunny;
and i shall use my twelve armed mitts
to bedazzle dom daniel; and, loped, me and loud money
will most certainly suspend rocks from de family

once, aside false music, a fascinated gun shoots slowed
biddy-babby-bine-cloths
and i will entertain the easily killed when flinches crow
after headpieces and signal moths

and heapers hold me all too tight when children flow
down, down, down; across midnights; o, fast snows
appear summer-heated now;- and aces get chilled-up.

nearby a false mushroom, i sensed my fingery fungus grasp
of nuking newt-efts with soft tents
and, o, where applers rids ribs of scent then riddling vents
come scar-stuffing subhuman soffits
and, o, where chaplers rid grids of rent then slivering remits
force-feed maximum hard-core to a gender of pure shit

nearby a false glassroom, i sensed my vinegar cousin fiddling
across all natal navel-natrons,
and a rider of fatal petrol-matrons turn a gas face to reeling
darjeeling earrings; and ideal fucksters will wallop ceilings
and, oo, a parental sand-weal
must sunderise carmine casustries beneath digital killings

once, aside fat radio, i overheard a genius mammy rich
extemporising dragglers of soft burned seabirds; and lip
leeches to the spindler's cunny fountain-head as titties
got succoured across vineyards when moldering cities
get shattering

forever and ever

a-men?

O, once upon a fatal time, we eat skunk and shiver

O, once upon a fatal time, we eat junk then wither.

*
there are coded cicadas at the lit spies aside
mentalis and jaded sea-scribes
o, a lilter of roman radios tunes into skies
and we will eternally observe red rain when eyes
seal a daddy-mam aside bastardisers
and a billy boy appears sided with sweet resins

wow, here there are coded writhers inside cabins
that bite across the tongues of spires;
and woollen angel-gods van demure air as caverns
cause tremulous memories to conspire
deafening blinded family ooze; and navellers

become wallowing under tidal snap as razors
slice a sweet face-blade under rattler lasers
and here there are flavas in the jungle
and here there are sainters found in strangled
greying gizzardy gassy heart-killers

wow, i extemporise my daddies as mammies
cry for eternity; and not of one us seems dead?

uh

*
ahh as i strode down sweet street i oversaw
a piglet of a lover leading brine to nut-wards
and, la, when we drive a dove-mind, then swards
will supper after damaging blood-vines; and pores
get blushed with pure acne

ahh as i strode down sweet street, i oversaw
a weepy wondered wolverine aside a seasaw,
and, oo, a dancer under germolene will roar
against a sea-chain,- O,
the sun will derange as she falls; and gods will

drag on deaths till children die....

*
Copyright 25/08/2021.

work-in-progress title: The Slaters of Dun Potatoes
first draft poem then poem-song

the slaters of dun potatoes will arise from cold spice
o, raiders of mum tomatoes
come shuddering when faceless stool-spools use lice
to thunderise sindling keen statues,
and evil tombs will fail.

the slaters of dum sea-meadows will supper for christs
la, a naked heart-scissor
come sky-biting across miners when birded rivers
arouse dogs from givers;
and riders under porn use an actor to suck killers

*
the shapers of butcher-bakers will utilise guns for gables
la la, racers under sister-misters appear
star-gunned
and, O, a fool in de sun causes moon-minds to strangle
scabby dirt psoriasis
and, stunned, evil kicked maces appear send to angled
sulky islands; and, la la, we weave fear from sandals

the shapers of butcher-bakers will extemporise cradles
o, a lacy suede plume
gets bread-snappy; and lime ochres will use afternoons
to get a car up to the moon;
and clickers season rooms with short fire as spoons
get stabbing coffee-tea
and we weevilise all humble-bees

shapers, slaved, come banging at my sweet tune.

*
the shaven widows who send men to sleep
will hereby surrender dudes to gems; and sleep
arouses gilt-dementers of naked skins; and sleep
causes drills to sleep for
daddy dreamers

the shaven widows who send hens to wheat
appear lost aside a toffeee vale; and hard heat
will forevermore
sunderise books with moors
and a naked rook dazzles spind winds for
mummy meat

the shaven iris of one zillion guns will forge
a nuclear templar from radio-claws; uhhh

*
Yeah, these are my mallow days where i learn about death
wow, these are my meadow-graves
and shatterers of crime don faces as they hiss for drays
and balded scatterers dream for stasis
o, a nude of a naked babbler will sirenise swift races

and a bicycle of wealing murders drag gaps for cases
and, la la, we will slide pawers where de boiling cases
an atomic-nuker with wet gorgers
and, la la, automatic nibs force words from borers
and i forever swing for Mount Abora.

wow, these blue days are very short and, murdered,
a keen lovely meadow-girl got sent to knife-heavens
and we will ensocket a world with bastard kitchens,-
ah, pleasers of ramblas will shove buzzards when reason
loses everything to

definers of daddy-troops

*
the dilators of dicky soups swirl vermouth into wine
o, dictators of easel-scoops
cause budded eyes to fragmantise a sea of spines
and, la la, i espy bruisers
and, la la, i espy losers; and a sunny field of vines
will force grapes to flower

the dilators of mucky roots swirl dad into mum
o, pertive body-duckies will sear statue-bones
with a tar-mentalised tree of rills;
and, la la, i espy looseners
and, o-la, as timers topple, then fasters in mills
bite directly down on towels

and shaven savvy men appear popping sounds
across a bum-bender
and shaven savvy gymns collapse for fainters
ahh,- a soggy mouse-cake dreams of ripplers

*
we extended our lovely pans to eateries
la, we rummage for familial wigwams
and, loped, sex-hordes don dizzy families
la, we expand dogs
la, we fox-scan dogs
and, once walked, a dead-end taxidermist
will stuff a large goldfish

we extend our lovely drams to mammaries
la, we scurry across memory
la, we use a duck for a crow whilst
extenders of meat-muck draggler for piss

and we haggle for slip-sluts when fists get
daddy-clenched
la la, milk weepies render men from nets
and codal candy crayons
suffer stems; and greened canyons set
salt-sweat beneath Arundel:

we will cup some defectors with necks

*
these are our pillar-days
these are our clappers; and nightlings
appear star-stranded
la, we use filthy films to stun branded
penis-burns

o, these are our pillar-days
o, we get cased aside valisse as petrols
appear sweated down

we extended a dusty mane across stables
and, marsh-spended
we compounded a room of skin as
skinny spun tables
got easily nailed; and pelisse seat has
to canderise halls with p'lice glass; Ah,

we may well weep all year as we star
under horses and equestrian moon-marks
and we will never linger too long
and we will forever suck a wily shop

*
And I shall have the sea of mental evening when
Nothing but women may arise, and, lo, I must end
Male manacled minds as fear inside a frightened bookend
Darkens my earth with dunged dragged lunar sirens
And a blocked bath of shred birth
Drains coffee from teased tea-surf.

These urban city walls glow like a pair of scissors,
Proudly lobs the voiced hirelings of suburban mirrors.

Ah, I shall grab a sea of schizophrenic tea-things when
A unity of strong death gives even bed to headless hens
NO! not until the fierce moment when blue dens
Hear a hot mill of tears
Will we be combed when mounted.
“La! Come and be coded by extracts of vaginal shears
Uh! Let easiness constrict you where
Skies fall from blonde bridal beards!”

As we are assured of city renegades then we sear
Love’s whored wet ditty whose swung sung sea sphere
Drops on drowned fear.

the neoned urban sign of house mouse gets rattlered under lip
o corbaners, healed at mind, drink to a turban-moon,
and, la la, entertainers of grime
appear guru-grasped; and a city-mine will shove blade-boons
deeply inside a shrift stocking

and i shall have the seas of menstrual meetings as eyes swoon
after fainted deaf-blind cocoons
and a daddy racoon comes rising up, up, up for gassed dunes
and, O, a fatal egg-shower will render moulinex with
plashy blender-bed-blowers

and the sun shall end
and the stars will look down on evil hens when city rhuem
scars scarey sods with wicked looms
and the sun shall end and the stars turn around
and mod-motel-moons must

stop blithe god-gob. Ah, we have to come around now?

*
o sown slumber wrecks its wet bed
- as a light of issues deaths, then
caged-in spun sun-souls
stop to light old women
& a bud of roses furls around kicked
river children..

when once a stem of love hissses
then a blithe beast will suffer
clothed misses
& a tree with wings ladens after
vaulted mother,,

o swirled summer snips cats as
bunned boy-ghosts
hit to a hiped beat. .. Ash
wallops coasts
& a hen of meat slices Ash
...
undernetted, we pee when wheat
topples inside London.

*
o once below a mind, we daggered for
roman doctors
o once outside a wife, we suppered for
eastern daughters
& a bud of wine wallops juice, &
warring welts wan fingers under
cold sand...

when a bag of canines walks thunder
then a bell of drams
tastes female sex-clams- O, thunder
drops flexed storms
& a bonce at furious bedtimes
swarms where hot beads unwind...

& once below a mind, we will scan
dotted swarthy rain- Ah

dusted sun-mines derive dolor from hirsute killings
ah, moon-busted, smile-swipers don ill veilings and
a fascist star-mask gets eye-shrunken
and, oo, carry-carts shit on Hitlers as nazi prams
get buggy-pronged
and, ironed, some creased crazed jeans use guns
to violate tides and eardrums

dusted sun-mines dervie dolor from scarry illings
ah, tomb-trusted, crusaders at de door will strum
an insidious blue-guitar
and, la la, fateful cigars cause cancer to die
and, la la, idiot rizlas cause fags to smoke de sky

when a bag of dairies launches lunches then dives
will observe the sleek dress of a matchstick bride
and, ah, whence weekends go
will hereby slenderise dolts with beery canoes
and world-men change to fuck
a roaring chain; and idolisers cut tits aside muck

ahh, i will sink my crock-cock to feed jacked
jackal-sex-schizophrenias
and eyers extend visual spermatozoa to crap
and sex is a load of crap

and porn bleeds a brain with paeds and slap

slithering soft sky-writers drag after punishers when dabblers
appear slayed aside lost hags,
and a wiccan bride rots slobberers from eating sea-cabs
and a yellow tissue get stabbed
and a mellow whistle shrills; and a facial aside sky-crags
will sunder soapy poppy lads

setting a sofa across cities, cads wash hens then crap
across indian rubies
o, while reaping loss, bobbies crashland when saps
cause figurative moss to send torchers to blue traps
and we weave a cross
and we countdown to nothing

setting a TV deeply down, a faceless killer uses ash
to render radio dross from ashen riders of puce-mash
and eyers appeared aroused
and blinders appeared drowned; and deafening wax
hisses now

and a dizzy winter fawn seems formless when macs
use Oxfams for sex-storms;
and an ideal coded husband uses wrens to inform
mitchers of the coded dead

uh
*
slapped up just last year, i saw sex billboards shrink
across deep breasted fear
o, a hunter under glass must sear cellves with drink,
and the dinner bell gets done by noon
and the glass is killed at night;
o, a naked wailer abuses christ's loudhailer
and, upside-down, an altart inside rooms gets pinked
by dirtyers of deniers and stocking-minks

slapped up just yesterdy, i oversaw a weeping lynx
come seating listed lust with dirtying blue-bled-
postmodern sphinxes; and cagers of tubes gets lynched
under nasty horse-thighs
and, dapplered, a tree of lies cause oaken city cunt
to become as tardy as the mons underseas; and
junkers may well jostle.

altar-raised, guilty guitars will get played by hand,-
penis-praised, bitten dizzy coshed scars
come sundering soap with pelisse riders; and jams
get begging after terminal cancer-dancers;
and, la la, fatherers of mental mirrors must slam
cramming teeth across salty cheesy devil-dams

ahh, a rival to hot sleep will seize bedded edams
from blowers of deep meat; and sleepers slam
all incredible doors; and phantasms use killers

Now..

*
Japers, jugernauted, will surrender boots to fayres
O, as a fairground accident causes shoots to blare
directly aside de blue occident
and, forged, a painter of pulled scent drinks hair
and, la la, where windmills go in wrong directions
then a burner of tears
come covering caps in ears; and, oo, sweet prayer
appears rended with lost years

japers, astronauted, will surrender space to lairs
O, as natal fairy thumbs stitch darters to muck
and, mitching, daisy guns shoot a sea of fucked
babby breakers
...
and as we render rope from Rome, then suck
will give belling days to sermoniser and hot nut
and cochineal slams beneath deceivers will cut
coupling titty-fates from hands and knees; O, sluts
come sliterising
and weavers will arise nudists from sex-ceilings

huh..

rapiers of fistluas will hereby summon saint suzanne from
delvers of heads and money
la la, weavers of siren misters stitch wide wool under guns
o-la, reapers of silver sisters
shape doll-graves from racers when an ancient easy drum
gets badly broken

rapiers of fistulas will hereby summon paint from blue nuns
ah, a dolted flower
gets gum-gritted; and towering gardens uses flour for thumbs
and, oo, once across a false grave,
glisterers, junked, brawl aside de dead; and salts deprave
a daffodiller from hands, knees, and bled claves

we use a cornea for both daft rods and blunted red cones
o we accuse a warder of using gods
to sermonise a fever with fussing bods; and hated suds
appear martian
and, la la, we raise razors from missions
and, la la, we enslave piggers with fascinating seasons

rapiers of fistulas will hereby summon sainted susan from
delves of beds and false sex-hiney;
ahh, swillers of blithe mooners cut family from blondes
ahh, rippers of scythed duners
caress carrion-trippers

and a dromedary almanac fuses sheds to quivers
o, a summery wintry tree of nooses
appear kinked; and a radioed pubis will use livers
to rent aceders of hands to an island under drivers
la la, parented patients of dudes
will search for combs, lubes and porators as fever
causes casual darts to pierce defilers

as a dromedary rider fuses bibs to scissors then
evil mummy paedophiles must get hanged: cabins
get fed to pirate poos
and jammy lidded sleuths will hereby use truths
to share a sharded mousse with doctorers
and me and my murdered country senses
must ride from town-sleep

and madam macadam sends seed to England
and madam navels sends sleeves to Ireland
and, oo, lovely wales and scotland uses benches
to summon easy shroudsails
and, uh, a fatal fotal feather foetus drinks touches
with bled thumbs and killer-dales

ahhhhhh mennnnn....

*
Copyright JDB 26/08/2021

work-in-progress title: The Fatalists Who Sup Shit-Coffee
1st draft poem then poem-song

O
the fatalists who sup shit-coffee will render raw sky
as moon-slammed as a blue valley;
and a radio flower uses alleys for dogs when skies
come flailing
and an alley-sweeper will sodomise sex-pealings

the fatalists who suck shit-toffees will render dust
aside motel-towns;
and a lover of crowns will see hounds drown;

ahh,- once along sounds, a helenic heron will
sermonise heads with dead feet; and sex will

stop

*
O
the fatalists who cut a killed nut will ride
across devillers
and, wowed, heart drillers dream of drives
and, wowed, skirt fillers dream of dives

the fatalists who summon hills will ride
aside bones and bitumen; and grey eyes
will hereby extemporise a sky of wives:
and, lazed, we use hurt for pies

uh,- we weevil in de town as sea-sties
cause instamatic deaths; and bee-brides
appear star-seasoned until easy tit-tides
get shiot; and a doggy will feed thighs

*
O
the fatalists who shut pert seed will ride
across seas and prisms
o, aside moans, a venal prison will glide
directly across a lunar mind
and easellers paint peculiar when when
bread-bones appear sliced
and, oo, an evil loaf gets burnt
and, lo, soft eagles use ash for pert
blonde bodies

uh,- we weevil in de town as carparks
cause synergies to catch fire; O, hearts
appear lashed where a head in farts
grits gnats and brings fleas to harped
genius sweet jazz;
and we weep for hash as we start
driving sex into the ground; and tarts

abuse the underground when darts
get tubed; and we will eat all hearts

*
O
these are our mallard days when
grey scrittlers will soup-up women
o, as eager moon-jazz feeds children
then coded suitcases
will use lace for faces; and gardens
get saucy; and handlers dig for
city jaws

uh,- we weevilise daddy when dust
gets thrown across a drape; and
cascading moss uses eyes for musk;
o, a dizzy sapphire will abuse
a blencher's body with false tusks
and eyers sidle

these are our mallard days when
fleeters arrive back home to find men
are incinerating hides with rivals

*
O
these mind-fatalities near my head will
sunderise spent stools;
and, oo, hearted families near my cruel
eyers will tick around the sun,
and fondlers of lip surround gruel
and hasteners, stripped, cause fools
to sunderise spent schools

uh,- we weevilise mammy as mules
get melted under donkey-jewels; and
fasteners of thunder don pools, and
handlers of fingers will forever damage
hagglers; and gingers sear lovage

these mind-fatalities near my head will
sunderise sweet rules
and we will use silk as babied drills

these gizzard nights when we lay down false charms
must snip fanny whispers
la, as wizard spikes hiss for clay then neon farms
will surely wilt as birds flower
and, o, a sea of milks must blow powers from armed
easy diamonds;
and peasy neon drawl encages hoops under calmed
dirtyers

these gizzard nights when we arrange kine for balms
will hereby snipper-snapper
heart-code; and drawles under crappers will
use crash for ladies; and ten hearts flow under wind
and ashen burners
appear sidlered under cook-firmers

Uh,- as copious willows die then tyburners
wither; and vinegar ties get men under crawlers

*
seasonal fishers of fast kings get salt-roasted
la la, garlanders, gobbed, spring sugar cases
and biters of hardeners must ring across faces;
and a bridler of pullers
appear fed to droolers; and fishy grey laces
come sharpened

seasonal fishers of vast wind used aces to
sunderise hops with vamped skins; and broods
come easelling mesh from dairy fathers;
and, oo, once along deaths, espied larders
come rollocking forevermore

*
treasonal gabblers use festive dams for drivers
ah, seasonal farters use vestal drams for rivers
ah, peaceable carters use vinyl hands for lovers
and, cunted, as candlers use sex-pans then
fevering punking ash-sandlers swim de Thames
ah, giddy sweet jazz hits to de beat as hens
lay dead eggs; and cockerels, heaped, send
coded dead chanticleer aside wolves and wrens

treasonal garblers use venal heart-stands to
arrive back home where bears bleed; and, oo,
we couple dogs to wine
and, oo, we sample mace when tidal vines
appear forced to fable after tabling ooze;
and, canted, easy cables dream of booze;
and, ranted, we weevilse screens with

devout city puss; and poems scale grids

*
as a dolly bed-head heaps bolsters under billowers, sails
come crow-creating henny henna fevers from claw-grails;
and, genoa-graved, as honey feeds fingers, red vales will
come shafting pokes with blue boats
and, oo, a rosy ruminator loosens head-sleeves where hills
get frapping a coffin coffee for teeny tea-drinkers

La La La. keen budded hands use voodoo for cannes

EH?

*
there are regal swallows nearby my old home; o, a pactive paved salt patina
will extemporise daddy moon;
and, la, acid cappers get ruined by soft tunes; and purile trays get hurled
across dizzy neon blades;
and, oo, a fatal lyon-glades cause dicky breastives made cold as pearls
uhh, foreign smashers come pawing pricklers
uhh, a sovereign lasher comes using tickers; and neat meat-knickers
will come to admonish graves with strippers

there are regal swallows nearby my gold-stone; o, a pactive pavement
appears loaded; and coders of blinds bash bone when,
made ash, aspen waxers drag decks and hurry foam across casements
and fucking gal-boys drink to kecks
and raping gal-kids drink to slits; and a kodak cryer
seizes dramblers from dark drips

ahh, idolisers realise now that hearing petrels will sharpen tyres?

*
clay-shorn aside a snuff-pit, a killer of deniers must drag after dreamers
o, mind-wived, a skirt-slit must shiver,
and doomy head-deniers shove dust aside bakers of breaded rivers
la la, a deadener, withered, appears crushed
la la, a maddener, pillared, sears tears when moon-tusks
get shafted
and, oo, it is safe to dance
and, oo, it is safe to advance across bony body-busts; and riders
get horse-rode from county sleep and evil lovers

and these are our scented days, and here are love's farmers
and, o-la, as minted squinters ram ears aside love's fondlers
then a vase of a female
hisses; and egging valva-ogres take titians on heart-holiday
and linguid tonguers must
swell, swell; ahhh- dusters loosen dirt
ah-hah, dells use car-misters for opened sky-hurt
and, widening, we weep for silk parades where pert skirt

drops, as tears flow like big sad stone; and asses spurt
moggy poo-sex-meats

*
when rhubarb runnels eat into pies and pints, then laden losers
may well sky-write about jammed drams;
o, a fatal year issues doubt when a mindless bedside bruiser
may well fraternise deniers with bluesed pillow-drifters;
la, where wolverines use whores, a silent sea of hands
came rootling for meady claws; and brandies in islands
come revolving in a bed-bath
and a natal owl, outelbowelled, dresses mites in masques

when drivers of rhubarb annals drinks from sex then
wiveners of laden barks must sail across a penis-den
and, ooo, a dragon in a park must scissor skin-men
from bellers of flagons and tissuing cribbers; O, hems
appear to nakedise a dolly loft
O, germous father-faces drape doss across hole-hens
and, strapped, eaters of spaces
come gunning heads with tombs; and female chicken

gets fascinated with hard wine when a wank-kitchen
dresses down
Ahh,- churches in town cut breasts aside friction,
and bumper-glowing sounds washes head-to-foot
and, la la, blinders underground hiss as tubes flex
a bad foot to an easy shadowed gap; and gas-sex
appears rainbowed till dizzy pap gets fed to sax

Uh Uh Uh. Peddlers of tills come trampled by
losers of gipsy coins; Ah,- guns shoot all skies
and early deceivers who abuse lost receivers will
supper after the forking knives of an urban rill
and crayoners, pastel-stained, draw holy thrills
from handlers of devil-drained babby horlicks

La La La.

knell nothingness.

*
the turnturtled blue tribes of the easily dead and gone
will, burn-petalled, move jives to sleep when de sun
comes glittering
and, ah, fondant flitterings use berry-bone for guns
and, oo, where tandems groove, then seize ceilings
will star-shun a kodak of a faceless laser; and drums
amuse deniers with prism hangers
la la, we extemporise candy corpses as soft lungs
spew diamate across chandaliers,
and, pasted, dented crisscrossed lady-tears strums
a salted sex-guitar
ahh,- motionless fast motels
will wash fists in mind-hostels
and, oo, kissers of wind drag hotels
aside yearners
and, o-la, butcher-burners will shovel
feline enemies across baker-churners
and the butchers are burning
and wedding cake is turning
blonde-blue; and saviours inside yearners will erase
all lighted heart-meats
..
turnturtled blue tribes will stray with heaven's ebonies
ah, fern-flued scribes will rock at night's backdoor
and, spewed, gray hides will rot as fatal children
cause emeries to slide butters under terminuses
o, we extended all the arms of de lord
o, we compended walls from a spider's spun sward
and, la la la, once across a gun
issuers of Mars race as they run to a silent ward
and, sweated, sex in the antiseptic dark will wharve
hot cold wailers from underneath losts beliefs

o, we washed our holy feet
o, we splashed god's gravy across scented sleep
and, woah, when once gone crazy
a naked summer candle causes gas to burn sleep;
and weevillers poke the fizzing fire of death's sleep
and a coded cicada baiter
hisses beneath a cemetery of waters when heat
clothes boning man-shakers with lonely sweet

divorcing candle-couins: we sweep dogs away?

omm, a caper of glued fazed creation loosens vinegar ties then dies.

work-in-progress title: These Reddening Mind-Parchments
first draft poem then poem-song

these reddening mind-parchments that believe in high water
cause evil hand-saints to grind,
and a painted rill-rhyme will surrender sex to coded porter;
and, oo, as a naked filler of wine
comes caressing rats, then a doctor to mines digs after
diamate iced healed coal

these reddening mind-parchments that believe in hired slaughter
cause briars to heart-haunt deniers;
and, la la, easterly arising fashioners drill for salted sea-masters
and, o-la, babby will come filled
and, la ah, daddy will seem thrilled

*
these reddening mind-casements sunderise a sea of faces
o, a latent laden sad time forces eyes aside trees; and cases
appear rended
and, la la, melters of mentalis scathe digitalis when aces
come dealing tarots to filthy friends;
and, o-la, merchants to Paris must meld hoods with spaces
and, stripping, curvers of lovage will hereby don stasis

these meddling neon punches that lead ice to docks will
come scarring an evil eagle-city tomb to sup for sweet hills
and, resigned to hands, we extemporise grief
and, assigned to rams, we extend blue cattle to soft fields:
o, a naked pacer uses lasers when
drivers of neon fairies yield slayed dogs to salt-teeth

*
these deadening fallen dance-floors when a mad band moves
keen sweet jazz to laden sleep
will hereby cause hats to fall; O, a native swinger uses grooves
to entertain beds with dreams
and, skipped, breaded screens seem caught in midair
uh, a fatal ballroom swallower screams
and a bastard dancers answer now to dead dashed hair

these deadening fallen dance-floors will heave for heaven;
and an elderly smoocher will now retire to loaded havens
and, la la, a fotal roper cans a dead stand when doffers
glance heroes across slashed discos

and a fastener of jazzy fasinators must head for bingo.

*
tramplers of honey trampolines guide hands under knees
la, a daddy under money uses mam for sand and
blower bees bag monkeys under edams and islands,
o, tramplers of baby drag fists from sedans; O, bees
come stinging sparrows
and a native head-dart uses fart-art to drain barrows

tramplers of honey trampolines guide hands under feet
la, a buddy under de bodies use damp scans for sleep;
and a breast-conniver, sodded, cause scamps to reap
dazzlers; and, o-la, mysterious diners will forge meat
with painted filthy falsifying penis-heat

and a fastener of gluttons will rend death from mallows

*
ant-eating termitic earrings cause holders of heads to
sunderise a balded ceiling
and we will suffer evenings; and we will use de blues
to surrender swarded killings to easy feelings
la la, a faster whose dines on air will cause de blues
to sermonise a dummy mind
with fitting pepileptic skull-grime; and eaten dimes
exchange dollars for pounds: O, a fool witin mines
gets affeared of cave-paintings

ant-eating termitic buildings cause flats to screw
all concrete screams; and a fatal ward kills dudes;
and, la la, we will shudder of fotal walls when poo
must hammer sails aside urinators
oo, a fatalism, tailed, wives instigators to doos
and, caging, vales drag after japanese jazz-brides

and hectic winter-men use a pick-axe for lovers

*
cunt-creators whose daddy toys will drag mamma
must, dilated, move dictators to sweet tears
o, junk-depressers use vans for bruises when daggers
sink a dizzy knife under butters
o, spunk-repressers move veins to blood-shutters;
and a dazzler, sea-messed, soothes mud

cunt-creators whose mammy joys will drag gag
must, sky-slated, ooze honey across egg-slabs
and, once cured, a town of bunnies will grabe for
issuers of flames found outdoors;
and, la la, lemon-lime ochres melds coke with
expensive lemonade
and, Oh, curators of evil blades must use kids

to entissue bad swifts with swallowers; and pigs
get rummaging under kiddy wallowers; and
eyers of dizzy reason must wash too many hands

La La: melders of missions will burn all brigands

*
these are stout mallard days when we fashion fuck from missions
la, these southern sodded graves
appear rendered to yorkshire dust; and depravers of pull-ons
appears surrendered to irish sea-musk;
and, la la, as we turn to face the sonar rain then studio guns
get wickedly shot in all parts of romantic cusps
and, o, once aside a weebler, a keen sweet girl's tummy
must wax adown a burnt town
and, uh, after swallowing six pints of salmon curry, clowns
got visciously stabbed to death
o, a dracula ensign will arise from cellars
o, a red nosferatu will arise from spunk-dealers.

these are our mallard days when we fashion cunt from prisons
ah, a daddy to a knave dribbles down his genius chin
ah, a funeral baby needles gum when fists appear spind for
a local operation on a penile death:
and, once sundering by, a fotal neck gets wrecked by wards
and, once crying for eyes, a fatal deck gets snipt by bawds

out across spermy mobile motels, swingers and mermen
appear salved by vermeil gal-gems; and mermaided gems
must get rammered for illegal glamour when
eaters of city motors drag edible guns from chained men
la la,- a weeper, in shag, fatalise suns with stainers when
dirty mice-rattlers sink candles into sex-scans
and a waxen rink in cymbals cuts up, up: oo, chicken

appears overly fried now; and those fries appear pawed.

*
and as mental pavements get stone-fed to lit then faces
get cocoa-fed to pacers of bone-slid lips then faces
get cannibis-led to lashers
and, burning, a cake-wrapped appears fed to breakers;
and, mazed, a snake-strapper gets led to bread
and, oo, once abed with the nightly dreamers, shapers
will weep for pure wool;
and, la la, acrid body-bols get crashed

out across semen-loaves, a sugar-soul will render
dummy eyes to wives; and a holy headboard must
simmerise a boiler; and a necking shed will listen
to personifiers of sex; and adulerated bed glistens

o, as mental pavements get bone-fed to prisms
then wide sparks will race from a tomcat; and gaols
defend fascinating prisoners;
and, oo, once across a time, a lady poisoner wails
and, once bounced, easy vines must kill crow-sails

cortal carring flyways get sex-deceived by hairnets and green babies
la la, staring motorways appear death-relieved
and a draggler on a blind heath surrenders boys to mental leas where
a blue-bedded bobby arrests a lynx with illegal bees
O, once across a love nest, a lost larynx hustles after bled beads,
and a farmer in de West kisses a red vest
and an embalmer of Death hisses till kittens drool down fed breasts
la la la, i have swallowed coffee under de moon
la la la, i have gallowed after de bodies when a township's croon
appears darlinged with blind screens and melted city-dunes

as for sweet berries at the sides of a rose, may now red silence kiss
a gloated romantic with henna and hearsing hot horses; O, mad trips
have to star-hasten tie-dyers with fled soils and ideal imbeciles; and lips
come carrying carrion blocades to nuclear fingers
and, O, once we bury dames, then we curl gingers around deep ass
and, O, once we marry manes, then we preen after feline blow-glass?

*
the byeways beneath bye-lines will forge a dizzy ticket from a
mazy star-merchant; and an easy hill gets strapped to guns and
a natal nylon cloth gets daubed
and, oo, a pylon-cross instigates evil boys with evil claws
and, nappered, a blorter of unigates forces toys to snap walls

as for sweet berries, the smiles of a dead rose use idols to dam
idlers of soft cherry: oo, oozers of bled toes sinks feed aside
a drammer of drummer wine;
la, a fatal cool sky appeared to me when, in a vision, i
swung up high in a fatal xmas-tree

the byeways beneath eye-wynds will forge a greasy ticker from
a fatalist whose bummy boners gouge pricks from suns
and, o-la, as wivers wound stoners
then, lammed, a lover of cobra has to swallow brine: guns
shoot bound brothers
and, screwed, mamma aside sofas will petrify all fathers

and i will jack my fathers when a pasted masted Venus
appears jamming after larders
o, and naked pig-bedded bridlers sniff lovers: ah, dust
gets hurled directly down
a seagull town; and my little village hisses as car-lust

snafflers for burners of dreary brooms; and shooters
come ironing for agers; and we dine in the dark
ahh,- a fatalist, forged, fascinates mindless sea-barks
uh uh,- an obelisk, spoared, fascinates lousy beaders,
and darkness comes home to false statues as sparks
get dragged across a sweet heart

o, as we wound de river Thames, then we murder all barriers
o, as we swoon then we quiver
o, as we croon, then we shiver

uh?

*
dirt shifts from a skirt; eyes, iced, seize lost visions
and, la, as guns flirt, then drivers of christs uses missions
to star-bury digital insects
ah, a bodier of mentalists gets sucked
and, la la, a budder of slashed wrists will use nests
to sunderise a dizzy plane when an easy eastern sex
weds sweat to pores
and, oo, ideal sex transfers will arrive aside kiss-nets
and, oo, fatal decks come sirening for naked pests

snafflers for burner don dreary blooms: oo, lisps
cause ideal oral merchants to stone gods with shits
and, sealed, auric sea-chants use a mantrum for ticks;
and, lo, seasonal blinders will sock a starred sky-slip
to sink barbled barbed wire aside candlers
and we weep for milkies
and we sleep for dairies; and blinded chandaliers

appear radioed
oo, ransoming piglet shadow casts grunters across
surrealists and moon-paint; and ivories use the Cross
to seal up all racist filth. Oh, we idolise puce
as, nuked, darksome Nazis cause death to cum

dirt shifts from a skirt; eyes, iced, seize televisions
and star-dust creates TVs with the backs of prisms
la la,- we idealise capes
la la,- we fragmantise god apes as we loosen for
a prised prison; and feeders of nippies use fjords
to sodomise reason.

and the worlded weeper whose beer-cans writhe
hereby gets an early morning beard: O, cold brides
cutter up wraith-heads and dizzy shores in minds
oo, a trilling coda child will grind sauce from tides
and an eater of deniers

car-strangles the beasts of killers; and nakedness
strokes an eagle-fire.
..
Oh
*
plastic beddings don rubbery pee-sheets
la la, mastics, stunned, uses eyes for pleats,
and dangerous mind-shows
appear sex-rented
and, o-la, easy heart-clothes swell for mauve
babby silence
o, a fatal spindler will sunder roses where
seated cedars cause oaks to fell hair; and tears
fall, just like hard rocks

today, tomorrow and the rest of this earth's crust
will hereby signal the utmost self-deaths: la, mush
snippers sharky sodden sailors
and, crapped, heavy garden saviours
appear led to privvy

*
and a mazy mentalism jacks mind-chasms; and reapers of clay
appear pink and drunken,
and a master-mistress hardens drone-deniers under lost days
and, oo, where rotators raise gardens, then hissers in garlands
appear star-paraded

ah, mazy scented cat-missions use a bad bed for canaries
ah, dizzy rented rat-gisms use a bled keg for ole daisies
and, once rendered, ginny galoshers
appear cranilised by fast sausage thumbs; and painters
star-dilate renters of radios and televisual strangers

and a crazy digitalist jacks jumped anologues as swingers
swinge across dungers of heralders and peasy pinkers

Uh Uh: stationary flame uses hips for halls when inkers
cut a coupler with snail-sexer
Uh Uh: dictionaries, tamed, dictate sex spellings
and, la la, a national pug-star creates false hordings

and fatalists, fanned, drink loved herbs drink-dry

La.

*
Poetry and Science are very much the same:
The dichotomy is the wide rude Void between?

work-in-progress title: The Dapplers of a Blue-Burstive Head-sky
first draft poem then poem-song

the dapplers of a blue-burstive head-sky must
sea-sunder coke with greenest bread
and, la la, sinkers of grey geese get sussed
by city riders;
the dapplers of a blonde-cursive bed-slide,
boned, cause skullers to sidle aside Dives

and a mazy scented cat-prison heaps eyes
and a hazy cement-cat uses tails for dries
and, oo, a dizzy mind casement will writhe
directly across lord judas;
and eaters of fizzy lime don a crucifix

forever.

*
the dapplers of a nuked burstive must
suffer angels; and, o, a naked sea of suck
grows, like an infant grows;
and, oo, slicers of poet trees use a rose
for instant evil replay
and, la la, cosines of gods come feeding
coruncopias with heralders
ah, a nudist plier pull psi-showers when
soakers of fathers
jack all fathers

and a mazy scent of cocks cackle when
as dirtying pled porn princess
star-summons bred; and porny chicken
appears fed to minnows;
and a sidler's blues use meadows for
easy musty fools

Uh,- natural mind-rivers wage no wars

*
the dapplers on a blind cliff teeter aside
massive eye-tracklers
o, salt-tragedies use fixers for ole lies;
and a dolly on her own
gets fed to a gunned tear when stone
suppers for bacon-bone

and a crazy eager wife will separate
ideal fevers from cedars
la la: feathers, spun, use colded lakes
to define deniers

the dapplers on a ground lift go down
directly aside wiveners;
and ideal tides will sirenise ugly Downs;
and patients to Jesus
will ride de swarm;
and we will sermonise spawn with

doctoring tear-woven oven fish; and,
we used god's cellves for seasands.

*
the dapplers on a failed kiss must caress
doners and deaths,
and deaths and sentences get gaoled by
carved hands; and necks appear skied for
dirtyers of bibbed hands
o, a nuclear flower uses sands when
whoring cured fuses suck clammy gems

the dapplers of head-men pull bitumen
as, laced, tidy gods must jack children
awith easy Mary-thumbs;-
oh, as ice-cream goes hard then quims
may well fasten eyes to suns

la la, doctoring sleeve-wipes will spin
la la, proctoring sneeze-kites will swim
underneath a pearling baby's hill: skin
gets star-pealing when children swim

eternally

*
and we must jack our fathers with daisy-drums
and we must snap hours
and, o, deadliness showers sex with eardrums
ah, a naked beard-snap uses foreign flowers
ah, an acrid sea-hat fuses eyes to rain; and
sandy champion rats
force a radioed bat to sirenise catkins.

yeah, dapplers of chokey berries cause flats
to seal tenants forever
and, la la, easy mill-pleasure cusses kissers
and, oh, we will see a lady
mind-stabbing beds just today.

and we must jack our fathers with daisy-gum
and we must sift flour
o, as we trust lip then we use cakers for suns
and, la la, acid nips come carrying gold-guns
across petrol mazes

*
and we will jump a plane as we don faces
o, we will junk soft pain;
and, spunked, hot rain showers shoe-laces
with eager mental thumbs
o, we will wank for lost rain when racists
get haplessly killed
and, oo, a fatal reel ravels undertimes where
heart-herders get milled
by grain-guns

and we will jump a plane as we don stasis
and, lo, when de jackarsed spin for aces
then idols of sweet mind-casts will stun
a daddying mother who
comes crash-consolers with emegenseas
la la la,- coded cicada blades will seize
softeners from blind oceans; and poet trees
come serrying grey emotions when quays
appear slaying body-motions.

these are my mallard days when ospreys
cause a naughty fright-bird to kill graves

the mandolins of five winds must serve soups to trees
ah, a sea of gloves arrive cusped aside birds;
and a naveller of grogs rides across lies when creeds
appear murdered by ashes

*
lemoners of limey crazy ladies will sermonise the dead
drivellers of moneys sunder babies with eastern bread,
and we widen rope with thunder
o killers of whining mazy babies
appear shuttled

and riders of killings come serving beds to rubies as
a matrial oval causes bones to shuffle
and, la la, codal gorses will swerve
and, o-la, odals will cat-create burrs from couples

lemoners of limey daisy ladies will sunderise sheds
and a latent body appears dizzy
and a patient caddy gets golfed up till white breads
get sliced from big hands

lemoners of limey crazy doobies will raid nerves
dreamers of mind-mazy boobies
get bounced across hired hills, and patent pervs
get slashed downstreams
and bodices, blenched, cause hearts to scream.

*
dizzy eaters of hemmers will most certainly collide
with painted concertinas
and, lo, when lemurs dive, weavers must scissor
enchanting sacred epilepsy with fatal sex-quivers;
and an ideal girl-world
will, contained, shy aside lapels as nicklers
arise from snake-bound Idols; and lost knickers
will, entertained, bind apples to rodeo-pictures
and desecrated body-pipers
get awashed; and peppers use cruets for fazers
and, lynching under, tigers dream after lasers

dizzy eaters of hummers will most certainly devise
doling screamed wives
and, uhh, red mentalis drinks digital Ides when
burners of binaries cause corders to suck
and after a lost moon goes dumb, then cuts
will most certainly enter lives with drool-ducts

lemoners of limey mazy doobies must heave
naked beheaded heart-masons
o, gallowers, swined, drink to stationary leas,
and entreators of lost drinks drill for natrons

the woollen wedges of reddeners must stun
an atomic zine
o, woollen trenches, gobbed, will use mum
to gun-murder hasbeens with heebeejeebees
o, garden fences, swabbed, will use mum
to star-murder bird-palavers with dum-dums
and the riders of sweet rain
appear sallied by suet as cruets don veins
,-a nirking fawkes-fire will shutter dorphins

dizzy eaters of hemmers will most certainly
cause wormy weavers to hiss for worm-candy

Uh Uh Uh. These are our mallard days when
ideal oglers of forgotten war will use friends
Uh Huh-Hu. These are our ballad days when we
will mask-shelter coded pores aside acne: o, we
draggler for skelters when glazer widens for trees;
and me and metalling minters
must hereby sunder scudders with lost baths;
and, oozing high, rotators of nibs snap rafts
across purile pentangled pen-pits

dizzy maggoters get trapped in summer bins,
and what with worms in twelve ears
and what with ferns aside elved grey winds
we will have to de-tick fleas from curtains.

these are our final words
these are our renal birds; and sea seems
dead, dead, dead

La..

*
the purpling blorter of a sanded mastic castle
comes muscling under blue bands
o a snorter, sauntered, hisses; and mussels
appear blood-fried
and, la la, weepers weep for silkies where
a teeterer of sleepers sweep claws where
nanny nobbly mind-apes
come death-divining crawlers
and crawler men devise thumbs from scissors
and, veiled, long gentlemen thrum
and, sailed, strong gazzy hens come fingered
beneath crocus flowers

dizzy maggoters dig worms into firs when
dramatic head-shadow faces into wind-friends,
and we idolise de gallows
and we sermonise grey mallow
and, oo, a tawny buzzy bird utilises skin-friends

the purpling blorter of a sanded plastic funnel
creates acid fire from toads down drains; Ahh,
once we drag suns for de rose
then titchy dirt god thomas will use rain for
bedazzling old fools with easy xmas children;
and a knocky babel-baker
caresses knicker-cities
and a naked puler pulls bells for pink pities

dizzy maggoters dig firm-sperm as de Zoas
appear transfigured into time
and, o, as hands get clasped around rivers then
a passionate vast wasped belly
appears laden with pukers; and at de bodies
we hip to city beat where master naples sends
body-fires to false sleep; and mad kids brood.

AMEN..

*
these retrograde retardive days where i pay for the naked sun
hastens to a jackdaw's mind-beat
la la, evenings under discursive claves a death inside meat
and a slayer to slaverers comes dividing pig for sheep
and a trader to labia comes devising beds from sleep; O,
once aside a blue mind, meddlers of pure bread uses dough
to loosen snapped notes with banker's lobes
and a herophant to darkness renders death as cool as shows.

o,catters whose favourite dog gets wed to shrill moggies
will sunder nudes with sweet kecks
la, rattlers of indolent gods must shudder for dairies
and giddy gold ghosts
appear surrendered to ash as a fatal fist aside bodies
must render lord love
as soft as an eye of shut wax
and blinded perfusionists will thunder after cat-saps
and grinded heart-delusionists
cast invective baby spray across milkers of salt-paps;

catters will derive a daddy mind from creamy shawls
ladders will send swift minds to mental-meats
and a swinger to growl radio
must sunder dummy owls with tapes of short heats
and wideners of daddy
bedazzles sweeties with blended babby shadow

La; as we ride from dumb desks then we use mallow
to rock deaths till all god's days as done
La; as we ride from stunned thefts
then pictures of Billy will send a perfume to de gallows

uhhhhhh

*
ghosts have given gossamer head to a spider-moon
oo, ghosts are forgiven
and, laced, me and mental pigeons will use spoons
to measure life with prisons;
and, la la, an ivory merchant buys baited prisms;
and, oo, ghosted mendicants don toys when dunes
appear shatted aside bruisers of mod-boys:
ahm,- i have seen paraders come weeping for
modellers; and men and urgent guns will swoon for
baggers of kudos and bagatelle

dizzy maggots whimper at our ear where sod-wars
arrive rotting inside bagless dustbins; and claws
appear sifted through nine spider-hands; and scores
come shooting up
and a dicky bird-pups will seasonise tea with cups
and a coffee coffin god comes yearning after
a magical evil mind-lesion

o, once across a mind, mindless noise caused fathers
to get jacked by motile jackdaws
o, once aside a mind, mindless voces caused mothers
to get pecked by mobile wing-swards;
and i am summer-recognised
and we are winter-baptised with milky waters
and duners of cut trees will shape drams from walkers

until dumb merchants cry; and, oozed, madam gun
accuses kids of eating lungs
oooo,- we unravel into time as factories droop
oooo,- we sun-travel

and the maddening father moon causes level dudes
to swallow quick-silver whole

Uh.

*
As i stride an eerie scarecrow road i see
rats feed bats to midnight trees
I see devils charge
Reddened superstitions with gold beads
and, lo, i see devils inter-scar
a bled pack of planchettes and cards
ah

when once hills fail, then bended paranoia
gets riven under dizzy ghostly drivers,
and as we believe in a sweated wide God
then we entertain tarots with church-pins

washing holy hand-rituals touch dead wood?

old greying panicky lost gentlemen rend
eyes from a looking-glass:
idiot stars and diced feed prayers to hens
and my bed twirls as burning bald bends
cause grief for evil ouija chickens
ah

my coded mind-seizure is opening
my loaded fevered grave is opening
inward
and milled soap slides as christs
hands dicks to superhuman fear-friction
ah

when once paranoid romantics eat Life
then Life must end and
i break, just like a vicar’s sweated wife

the dummy boys are wound in the mummy cloths
o, a daffodil appears drowned
and, danced, grey tears appear surrounded
by baby butterflies and rended schism-moths
and, tranced, weepers shed stoned tears for Lady
and, glanced, creepers shed boned tears
across dapplers of bread; and eyes shed ears
lo, a titty in a tinderbox bedraggles headmost rubies
with delicate cocaine-cocoa-shies
and a laden milk-peeper feeds ash to de bodies

once along a bed in a caffeine-world, laddies
came comforting death and her idol-babbies
la la, saint crucifer must swallow cur as spies
go spiralling down, to the sides of our town
and pilers of crowds dip dogs across pies
Oh, a magical radio rubs a sung-cross: Flies
come bedraggling motels with de red-cross as
dragooners of rodeos glub a dolly-dream
and a lancer of heart-shadow uses ear-screens

to fragmentise digitalis; and we will kill glass.

Uh..

*
Copyright 01/09/2021.

work-in-progress title: De Reddeners of Daytimes
first draft poem then poem-song

de reddeners of daytimes forge a mask from
a daffy dune-park;
o, fatherers to night-times use eyes for guns;
and doming deniers on a hollow sun
come silencing mad minds

de reddeners of evening sing-a-long for
wine and blood;
and, oo, a fatalist, gloved, heed lost war;
and ideal boners bomb blood-mines
and weepers cry for milk-silkies

*
the deadeners of pluperfect head-science
will hereby sunder operation tundra; Oh,
eaters of xmas-easter appear fed to gold
la la, riders of ole misters
use a hunchback for a soul; and roll-gold
uses mad blue rings for wristbands; and
elderly farmers farm for rape-seeds, and
eyers will glow as de blind go very deaf

the deadeners of pluperfect bed-science
will hereby sunder coded eagle-science
la la, a solid header gets dropped across
waspers and filthy female bees
and, oo, as we ride from rest then we
blossom in the Hesperides

*
we sit askance as we wee upon antlers
la, eyers of clasps use pee for riders
and, dented, deniers of puce use writers
to sermonise dads and mummas:
and a faker of de mad use damagers
to sermonise creeps with drammers

we sit askance we as spit acros anthers
ahm eyes in masts shove boatmen across
crashers of drowned gabbies
and, o, a fascinator has to render loss
as old and dead as light's baby-boss

we sit askance as we shit upon reins
la, heapers of defiance feed soft planes;
and we will jump god's planes when
idiot dromes look up at female hems

*
the searing fish-most drinker of sea-water
will thunderise lip-posts with lost daughters;
and, oo, a fatality, crossed, causes deniers
to star-strangle a laid moon
and, la la, eaters of graves dream for killers
and, la la, raiders of slaves
appear sundering high;
and eastend boys who gather up the teas
will reel across the brewed skies

the searing dish-most drinker of pond-water
will supper after nuclear bakewells; and
slayers of fathers will spill cells under gangs;
and abluters of feathers
come homeward now when stinkers strike
peasy wall-paints;
and idles fawn to female saints when rites

cause lips to fail; and we will sunder light

*
brewers of belly-bakers will drag lakes for
a dizzy sidler of a wide whore;
and we will go wide
and we will wed brides to eyes; and hordes
come slithering aside stores

eaters of disher men will cook spies as
stony fascinating petrels cause tides to
leash roods to metals; and eaarings move
a stationary town to city paintings
oo, national easy white lies cause beadings

to suck a sweet butt as beheaded dudes
appear rented to sluts; and easy snoods
force a cancer-terminus to feed blue
rushes; and ivory parcels don passion

*
bellers of daffy dinners serve solid wine
la, swellers of filthy riders serve gold brine
to easers of yellow gourami waters; and
vinegar vignettes must sunder after islands;
and, o, we weevilise train stations
and, o, we scent a mane as lyon-patrons
come sharpening devilry

bellers of daffy dinners serve meat-tongue
la, cellars aside dirtied mincers, then guns
got shooting a cake-machine;
and a dummy car drives for manequins
and a mummy star
drops and flails

eaters of amazing disney-men will devise
a cicada coca-cola
oo, riders of perplexing solar will revise
after illegal shows; and schools in jive
appear shended under rules
and, laden, ladiers of summer boom

no more... And I have suffered eyes

And I shall have the sea of mental evening when
Nothing but women may arise, and, lo, I must end
Male manacled minds as fear inside a frightened bookend
Darkens my earth with dunged dragged lunar sirens
And a blocked bath of shred birth
Drains coffee from teased tea-surf.

These urban city walls glow like a pair of scissors,
Proudly lobs the voiced hirelings of suburban mirrors.

As we are assured of city renegades then we sear
Love’s whored wet ditty whose swung sung sea sphere
Drops on drowned fear.

*
there are giddy geezers here who need nothingness
o, hereby speed-caesars will use seed for emptiness
o, there are bubbly bleeders
o, here, a sea of ugliness cums shafting millers
with a mentalism; and breeders of dying use deaths
to soak up milk and lead;
and, ooo, slut-rilks cause iced caps to band debt

as we are assured of neon retrogrades then we hear
a family of reagents come crying
and, messed, sergeants use lungs for loving where
a cardial sweetheart arrests pure hair; and tears
come wallowing aside forest-spheres

there are dizzy divas here who love endlessness
o, a farm in heaven will succour doves as tenters
come buiding keen mean rivers
with moosy thumbs; and early warners will render
daddy desks as dead as cigars

and mirroring mettlers on the moon will shudder

Uh,

*
there are lasers at god's sides,- o, mad mod families
will dress entirely down;
and evil painters of Downs will hereby use memories
to soften mien with tears; and devils come to town
and, laden, mental heart-weirs
appear mind-maced

there are lasers at love's dives, -o, mad odd sounds
somehow entirely trip the earth;
and eaters of melodies snip plane birth
and heapers of nunneries prove god's birth
as chalked in black as dear wild reason

as we are assured of nylons then we use ravens
to scat-wynd a smell of America
o, as de USA gets in our stools, then gardens
appear messing with eagle-fools.

there are lasers at god's tides, -o, madness
seems swirling aside sweet jive when sadness
comes weeping at christ's backdoor;
and a missive to gods will rend judas from
sweeteners of combs and conical bods; uh?

END...

*
and there are razors at god's sides, and a native drooler
comes snippering after tribes
and, loosening, jackers jive for
moodsome sweet jazz; and a hiver of words must
shiver in the dettol-dark;
and, o, a laden latent dreamer fastens sleep's truss
aside mysterious deleterous diamonds

and there arer lasers at god's sides, and a nuker gets
slammering across midas-dives
la la, as a blorted enemy sea-crust gets fed to Ides
we weep for gaffy tea-men;
and diviners in a fierce genoa bead use sex for
crapulency; and, oh, a data drover will wage war

for milled milk-weepies; and oglers in hills
store a sleepy tissuer across rams and kid-rills
and, hooped, we amass loss
and a snoted candler guts crisscrossed ivories
and, scooped, a heavenly tree of India fills
amazing brains in the beads of Africa; and drills

get drilling for feinters of falcons and eaglers.

*
rapiers of fistulas will hereby summon paint from blue nuns
ah, a dolted flower
gets gum-gritted; and towering gardens uses flour for thumbs
and, oo, once across a false grave,
glisterers, junked, brawl aside de dead; and salts deprave
a daffodiller from hands, knees, and bled claves

*
and these sacred darksome days where we wish for
endless peace, will hereby sift lays for female fords;
and an easy black-fleece will cause love to end war,
and we idolise good memories
and we extemporise gods with keen families;
and a radioed romancer
announces broadcastings over; and we hear women
slicing chalky genius from dark-spinners
and, christed, amazing gauze guts racist scum

and these sacred darksome days when I wished for
mental idolisers of harried lovely lays,
and easy eaters of Lovers will send seed to gourdes;
and, oo, once serenaded, hills will send cedars to
a natal heebeejeebee
aside a crisscrossing heart-tree
and, uh, dirtying corpsing fascists will forever
summon suck from heaven's high teas.

Oh, we weave as we spirit togetherness for all
goodening oozing humans; and death will Fall
.
Uh.

*
Oh, a veiler of luncheons uses cowls to cock penile hides
Oh, a nailer of unctions uses owls to crop penises; and tribes
will assign bonces to aromatic deacons
Oh, a raiser of coffee functions will somehow murder gardens
and, once car-crazed, a puller of dramatic walls abuses reason

trippers who swallow slit must render pythons cold as brides
oo, lacers of gallow-trips must render pylons cold as lives,
and we grow, just like evil children grow
and we sacrifice dykes to devil semen where spermal crows
get clad in lost clothes.

and a heaper of leerers does its best king lear where toads
come leading sex to cremated chemical rogues

Uh.

*
scarf-burtheoned, a ladeller of leapfrogs turns timed turtle across
a meddler of devs and craners
o, scarf-sirened, a riddler of dog-gods turn a star-burn across
a peddler of divs and failures
and a locum to lost lowered faces dig amateur nurses where
a coda of cicada shades drags lagooners for faded eye-hair

scarf-surgeoned, a pisser of poesy must ride aside bruisers
ah, when a madam of a masted Venus drools, then noosers
come shearing hands from ears
and, lessoning, a listening sky-spear drags dangerous Daniel
with scuffed knees and scratched years

*
oo i will flush love's eager face down a chemical toilet
oo i will scatted seed across a false sun
and, lipping, mad kids and ma mary lift ultraviolet
across a crisscrossing fatal scream;
and, la la, easers of xmas-easter gather riced creams
from delectable bunny santa eaters:
and a turnturtler of babby gets spat from sneekers

and these sacremental sacrosanct days don rizlas
from picklered penis-cigars
and, oo, a tobacco paper gets made idiot by
fingerers of salted heart-peppers
and, bashed, bastardisers in rivers must get scried
as dizzy postmodern dancers murder de sky

oo i will flush god's eagle face down a chemical loo
and, stun-buttered, drag seagulls for anatriptics
and, bun-buttered, snap females via an empty zoo
oo i will flash for fevers as feeders fingerise stewed
coffin-cocoa-coffee-teas;
and i shall shed dummy tears

forever where a leprecaun under titians use years
to sirenise a lady-body-burn
and, la la, a wicked wound tomb will use gears
to sucker a christ that shooteth up
and, la la, a vapid wound snood will use spears
to hurl stinking murder-bloods

and these sacremental sacrosanct days don pedals;
and occidental star-crusts will hereby don grey petals
and, ahhh, a native natal naveller of a garden
hastens to wheat-sleep;
and accidents at sea cause bled boats to sky-harden
acridtudes with aciders:
and, whooping it up, swellers who don capers will
set alight to dunes and rubblers.

oo i will flush love's eager face down a chemic rill
oo i will damage gob and save my family's drill
with sainted hands; and, laa, as we dream for baby
then we shall cause dads to heal our own kind mummy
and, made from paws, a sweetener of men
will sunder all evil; Oh, I adore the best of women
and i forever adore life's perfect child

*
defectives cup diddy titties in both hands, and
as darkeners, shut, squeezes fannies then england
will sharpen the sicklers until a dad-day expands
and the ochre of a feline mum causes cats to sound
the taming faces of a sweet baby;
O, detectives, plucked, squeeze defectors around
the chalky glassrooms where easers of blarers
give sweet arousal to dizzy readers of wavers

la la, a cabin in a classroom gets lauded by musk
la la, a lab in a staffroom gets lauded by dusk;
and a evil paed gets eaten
and a devil rider gets cooked and ate; and cusps
creel from deserters when crooked swift bethlem
hisses after cool hair and sweet smiles

ah, as timeless quarries get dug till dead, then
we will weevilise anteries with cosmic women;
and deifactions in arteries must dream for men
and dapplers of spun promontories will send
keen gabblers to sleep where a naked god-trend
star-sharpens beer with prayer; and eynes

glow, just like a glow-worm glows. Ohmm
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

*
Copyright JDB 02/09/2021.

work-in-progress title: The Delicate Diners Who Sit In One Million Restaurants
1st draft poem then poem-song

the delicate diners who sit in one million restaurants
and, la, drivers who crash lip
must sunder painted olives
and, feinted, fatal fantastic kits shatter
and, sainted, fotal mind-porridge-plastics appear
force-fed to seasons

a perfect mad child on an imperfect dark day
hisses when ice curls up and up;
and easers of christs shut hands in nuts: graves
drop dead and wet bread faces aside peekers;
and you and I used to know almost everything

*
the delicate drinkers who toast sweet rain will
winterise shrinkers; and odes to stoats will
rain across a barren hand,
and a delicate drencher washes nodes then hills
will falter as they fall;
and hireling huge mountains drag mogged yields

a perfect sad child sheds tears on a red day as
horsing hearse-men us ears for thumbs,
and, oo, a soft girl with endless legs will lash
a mental heated farm across doggers and ash

mute delicate preachers toast toads and gas
comes crying inside a luminous eye-mask

*
mooted decorous demure lynchers will sea-study
all evil wavelets; and odes to stinkers will star-study
eyers of bracelets; and loaded punctures will forge
dizziness; and, oo, painted rodeos will always store
a daddy daisy aside donkeys and radio,
and, tossed thigh-high, I used hands for whores

mooted decorous demure pincher sinks fanny
aside bolters of dirty pulers;
and, candle-tied, a lamp in rulers will bury us
directly beneath halls and cullers; and oded lust
appears sundering when a pool of killers
uses fascinating men for murder; and sighers

must surrender vultures to emus, and writers
write across de corn as a daffy menu shatters

*
maimers of pierced hides will sink a bad birdy when
smile-sufferers will trample fields;
and doomers under kills will soften ladies when gems
appear dollied
and, oo, jammy gnits feed off child-scalps when
daddy dreamers cause sleep to hurry all children

maimers of pierced bribes will pay for prison as
meddlers of fierce tided mantra-drills
will, once thumbed, arise from santa claus, and
riders of tithed ruins cut skin down
and, oo, a picker of saline paper writes words
and a picker of salinity comes

shooting red-teared tardy mooners; and birds will
sirenise everything: Ah, wakers will feed rills

*
jazzy sweet pluperfect rhythm uses drums for babies
oo, fizzy softeners will imprison
all penises; and, lamed, a national prism uses biddies
to sacrifice heralders to baiters; and facial fazers
must show laddies to shakers
and, la la, as bladers break, then ideal sun-shapers
will sodomise drakes with snakes

maimers of pierced pies drink pure fat then reap
stolid stools whence Westenders will sleep for a
salted hatcheting bald band; and dolly muses play;
and, oo, i saw tomorrow's caves made coded;
and, oo, i saw all sorrows slaving.

once across de Thames, i got saving for college
but, suddenly, my headpiece got cut learnt cottage;
la la, a buddy boat sails by
la la, a buzzy barker sinks beneath a dyed sky
and, lasered, we trip for tanners

Uh,- my dapplered paperchase will encumber
a pigony mien-mind; and devisers use lumber
to sink some cucumber aside vaginal thunder

*
pented belly boys will hereby soften some nutty crap;
and, vented, toys will come scissoring guns from pap;
and, scented, boys will hereby soften a woman's saps
o, when dragglers kill, then lyon tigers swim for maps
o, when faggers use ill, then even fingers abuse cats

Uhm,- my sainted lobby in an old-peoples-home snaps
ivories; and pissy palers spin
ah, ebonies know everything; coded cicada cuts wind
and, baggered, where kites walk, a user of grey sin
gets layering; and lary eager bodies come bouncing

directly down a closed scream; and evil stinkers use
hands and bees for summer; and we wee for puce

*
painters of posterers will forever chant the mantra
la, dapplers of posteriors use razors for dada;
and easy tractors use magnets for Leda when mana
gets fan-fed to dudes;
and i have centred dogs along the page when mamma
crusades for tossed death
and, oo, a fatalist inside mesh must sunder sex to
painters of dilators

pented belly boys will hereby soften money-mash
ah, drinkers of joys will hereby sadden sweet-hash;
and i will use capsizing fields to taunt meat-lashed
tit-uplifting soils; and easers of peals must crash
adown a blind moil

painters of posteriors will forever chant the mantra
ah, tainters of mad fevers will forever chant the mantra
ah, pushers of mad fevers will forever chant the mantra
ah, riders of sad reapers will
hereby sweeten bags with cunt-drills

pented belly men knell tocsins when handlers swill
icy fairy thumbs; and dictated men will swim gems
and, oo, we shape ideals from mazes when lost hills
get slumberise aside gobblers of rabies
and, looted, idylls cup bobblers under smoothies;
and, garden-gilled, sluts use fits for seizures where
ratters rotate and interleave pips with rubies

a natural menstrual death darkens dunes: oddness
appears nested; and a fateful hard-on uses oddness
to supper for super tables;
and mad kids count dinner tables
o, a naked fascinated heart-fuhrer comes to cradle
cold romancer gold inside deepeners; and candles
sink cake deeply down within greenies

directly down Father Nelly, a biter of blue tellies
gets, here and now, slapping lepers aside babbies
ah,- a fatal puppy is trained to death
ah, - a lovely lady is well-fed with sweet-breath and, dallied,
a stella skein dashes lids under
natural navel-cryers;
and a mentalism, spired, gut gillers with Lovers.

OO, once along a mind, we heard dusty slowers
made up from gauze; and these days use flowers

Uh.

when silenced by diners, i saw a swarthy cummer in the dark
gathering up lemon bees from de Beast; and i cut fingery sharks
with prodded buller sand which trickles from treacled boy-tarts;
and easers of pealing watch-strands bubble across sugar-sparks
and, la la, a donuy of a cock-cram clappers vinegar inside Arks;
and, lo lo, a hummy hitler-ham handles nancies with brown-arts
and we weedle under sticker-scram with pokers of bell-barks
.
Arrowers of natal navel-nubs rub paladin with forcing farts
O marrowers of fatal cradle-clubs rub aladdin with love-carts
and a mower on its sensual side widens under lippered hearts
La La La. Weeders of yellow weirs wire secret signal marts
with a lazy loony wanky shanky shandy sucrose mammy-marks
and i hastened to a public loo when devouring hissy skid-marks
and, oo, i am assured that sin will eat its fish-n-chips in masks
and wiveners of soap wode eats doners in a naked opened loo.

tidal sparrows die for meadows and a shriller of a night-nude
ennooses eaty Ides from shadowed bone-bridlers of screws

*
wow, these even droopers who sink sex into a drop-tank
will hereby sermonise coopers under tips
and, o, a sashwide stare goes hooting for Abaddon while
terrifyers of gold windows
appears rendering god's ghost to sleep; ah, grey smiles
abuse tashes when a daddy for sleep dribbles shadow
and, la la, a latent chicken comes clucking for diva.

wow, these even gropers who sink into a mind-wank
will, once missioned, grip to blisterers; and sweet wank
appears hen-fed to fitting thigh-gravy; and men use wank
to tumbler-dry the very best of our sexy lonely world
and, o, a copious transfer gets lippy
and, o, a veiny siccubus gets dippy
and, o, a renal dad-holocaust causes kids to seem dizzy

ah, arrowers of foetuses must shoot ginners dry
ah, faloners of crocuses must shoot sinners dry
ah, taloners of lotuses must shoot a mental hive
and, once puled, we will accuse ourcellves of lies,-
-o-la, once across a spine in a bed-bathed whorl, brides
came hootering underneath ravishing dead wives

and the wideners of a guilty earth sing for red jive

*
infirm skulled whales wash a dyer up in woollen names
o dun dilly scales wash a drier up; and a dog inside flames
season abbey-lovers with sweet cuts; and a cat in games
scurries aside a model moon; O, statues found in frames
fall to evil racist earth as a winder under towns hits chains

easy cargoed women hiss to a porn-beat; and grey grain
sinks a swallower into pits where a barley hand rains for
dilly men whose painted panting passions for odalled pain
carries donny splinterers to misions housed in sold stains

infirm skulled whales wash a cryer up in indigo freezing mien
o scummed snippy smiles swipe ashes from glided gemmed
baby-snatchers; O, a body wipe lashes gum and big ben

dancers against four birds that sing for damselling peahens
and, la la, as wicked egits crap on swings then gaying dens
will even out the easy killed with god's mindless head-spin,
and we sweep to a dirty crib that draws deaths very near.

*
the lousy ingrowing snarley market of the dead and done
splashes london fires with parapets; and a weekend in Rome
grows very rancid; and a sea of puppets dances for sun
and a game of dancers swings under limpets and guns; and
a widener of wool stitches mamma to fingers; and sands

*
when a coppice grate grips to grey stone
then a bud of ice
reiterates a gilly drome
la a baby under christs hits a king-sloane
& a bast of lice
laps a cocked meat-heart
.,.
o a doggy hour walks the dead when
atomic leeches sleep under wine
&, sun-spread, a dolly paper-mind
exposes habits to farts..

i will sympathise with hissed ice
ah i will centre death where cold brine
bodies a penis-flower
& we say Amen to drunken dice
& we play for utmost power?

when a coppice cape cups a grey groan
then a wedded grave
has male-masted venal-trades... bone
backs a bed horse
o, a sea of force flashes for gal-gloam
^& a starry slice
feeds vanillas to a mid-wife...

eyes burn to death when a dilly life
goes too blind for words
& we are burned bully birds...

*
the deities of the easily killed use extensions of blue angels
o, the freezers of dreary knife-hills get
parchmented from eerie anteries; and worming snake-sets
get, once anointed, peering under pepper-pets;
and we wolverise the leary dead with fragmentise
and, la la, drinkers of mashed lead dons fashions from
doom definers of silky sex-appointing light meat guns
o, an all fearer of milky growlers will use decks for suns

the deities of the easily killed use extensive buds to cradle
a bonded gassy gafter boner
inside many-handed mind-stoners; and riders aside moaners
appear rendoring mastic soul-stationers with wide groaners,
and, laid by de lady, a meadow person girl grips to
a panned nuclear scissor
and, la la, we ear under gizzards when toners of clisters
set alight to fierce ripeners

Ahh. Once across a crisscrossed eye-world, babies
came slithering aside benders of spy-worlds; and blisters
commune where small town villages use fists for blubber
Ahh.- as we extemporise cake-fetes, then we shudder

forver; and, oo, as we cry out aloud, then we will
shiver in de shadders as lewd fotal sound uses hills
to sodomise cut-sex-traders
with heady hispid hair-flavas; and riders under lavers
will sink a pinker of a failure
directly underneath then fearing fans of grey lovers
and we will widen
and we will sharpen gardens

La La,- pictures of body art scoot for dead arts
And, scrapped from rubies, hearts scoot for darts;
and there are dangerous christ-throws nearby coarsed
beshrewing canary lathers
and, once stopped, a fader of crows caw as sauce
hits to a sweet jazz beat; and riders sunder divorced
long-term fatal marriages.

reapers of radial cunt-radios loosens fish for marks

uh..

*
these are my mallard days; O, nearby, the sounds of one million graves
gets hooting in the davy dark
and, crunched, sin in the park eases fountains beneath one billion slaves
and, jumped, spind sin in pure darkness jacks a latent hill
and, spunked, spun wind raises lousy bosoms from swagging dils
o,- once across a mod mind, i saw madam naples shearing soft spils
from ladeners of cut keys and dizzy hearts;
la la, a silvered shuddery sun-licence will drop beers on a dustcart

these are my mallard days
hereby, I resurrect a female Christ from doctored clay; and coolers
appear scented
and, uh, a naked miracle will sunderise proctored clay; and cookers
cook for rented
potato-perfumes

once across my daisy town, my easy lemur heart will caress dunes
oo, across my daisy crown, my easy lemon heart will caress runes
and, la la la, we extemporise milks as weepies star-wander
across natal waters that lead a drowner to sea-oceaned tundras

Amen?

*
Copyright 04/09/2021

work-in-progress title: Star-Lotioned Grass Fuses Hectors
1st draft poem then poem-song

star-lotioned buddy grass fuses hectors with spied banisters
o, car-motion, budded, glazes as she crash,
and easy denuders of gravies gob potato-mash; and blisters
campaign for manxes

star-oceaned body masks fuse venuses to kids where manses
appear devoted to cement;
o, cardinal sex-puppets dream for cemeteries when mazes
cause specs to fall and fade

*
cat-capered, a tapper of feline milks will hereby fragmentise
weavers of money
la, rat-papered, honey jives
and easy canine jewelry gets stabbing across sweet tides
and, o-la, smithies of families get struck down
by a lazy dying God

cat-capered, a trapper of canine silks will hereby define
dazzlers; and, oh, peppering moggy hills will define
a falsehood from a flower;
and, lo, keepers of trowels with scour garden-grime
ah, candid punchers of owls snap hooters across crime

and widowers spin aside the mad moon where Gods
died...

*
Mars-papered, an atomic blinder cause minds to close
la la, easily peopled, atomic steeples will use a rose
to sunderise bone with sonic weebles;
oh, a pickering solar markerson shade steeples where
mad ovens cook boats dead

Mars-papered, an atomic digger causes hearts to close
directly down; and mod masoners use sound to clothe
mummy cloths in vermin;
and, la la, eyers of pictures use fans for soft ermine
and, o-la, writers of pictures use paint to ferine
art cabbagers

and widowers weep from a cab-shadow when lust
gets soul-pinioned; and guns shoot men with musk

*
oo staggery sad sonny men who use eyes for Aaron
will, surfaced, side with spinneys; and wealed gardens
get car-grafted
and, oo, as heads get masted, then venuses, sharded,
use soft sex banana for ravens
la la, a swaggerer, spun, uses sweeties for parents
la la, a ripening moon-gun shoots listed emperies

oo stoppers of bad gold women use eyes of Charon
to search streets for manyanas;
ah, a fatal sleep fascinates diviners as spreaders
use easy almonds for defectives; and coners will
sirenise blather with endless forks and knives: dills
appear swept through antiseptics

Uhm,- mute fatal men aren't meant die but birds
swing as they sing for selves and de queen's curs

*
car-coded, as heads swim, a blonded bastardiser
gets twinned with a girl's hips;
and, oo, liquid kids use eased drips to suffer eyes
and, la la, flaccid meats get friendless; and ties
cause mercury to feed a poet's heart: O, ladeners
must supper with weeds where a baker of fingers
must suddenise
a scudded in tub; and eaters of lies must sin for
a nakedness of candlers and wick-wipes

car-coded, as beds spin, a blonded blind baker
uses, here and now, red winds led to mad doctors;
and easy bonded roses
will feed all fated tears to a knuckler of apples
and, oo, eyes see deafness
and, oo, mad menkind with chew on cheesy
choppers as city vermin give head to memory

oo, stoppers of sad cold mill-children must
abuse daffs with lads
oo, couplers of bad soul-killed piggers must
render ghostly gob-gods with eaten gal-gusts;
and i will slumberise billboards with graffiti
and, la la, me and madam mien will use money

to star-invest in glassrooms and grey medlies.

the hemmers of lost glass will come to close to death now
o raiders of crashed grass
will come all too close to cellves now;
and a sun at night confuses wolves with louds side-crowds
and, once melded, daffy fixes
will shooteth up and up

spurts deafening eye-shouts till peasy sexers die
completely out: and a decorous fizzy rider dies
and, when once hands touch endlessness, then
ivories will have to adore an ebony moon

spurters get porn-sterelised as renters of bolsters
bedim a theatre noise with wideners and PI-shooters

*
zebedee uses mashers for mazed crazes as a macadam madam
causes natural losers
to teach fatal heart-hoopers to sup daisies
la la, zebedee will taunt statues when drivellers of salt missions
must, here and now, supper for stinkers:
O, a terminal diner's cancer uses ribs for inks as ripplers
cause clammy copious scar-traders to cauterise greyers

and hemmers of family husbandry will kiss stars as harvests
get lover-lambasted by easy writers; and we write for nests
and, oo, we terminate ovens as cooky caves cuss breasts
with winking romantics; and rippers will
suck across a blind cut

zebedee uses lashers to store breads in butts,- sunrises will
forge a falsifying laser to warp sheds in nuts
and, la la, eaters of flavas use devs for spind cuts as hillers
come rotating, just like an impossible bright moon; Ah, -
we will idolise fearings with intractable mites; Uh,- frills
scar-arise from vast valves
and carring commandos seal culls aside huge hired masons

uh. we will don fasteners to reels as wifflers die out
uh. we will do smotheres
ah, as bud merchants stop, then death will have to shout

out aloud.

drops, as tears flow like big sad stone; and asses spurt
moggy poo-sex-meats

*
when lyon sidlers use endless iron for sex, then weavers of old seas
come slithering; o, a native mine-message mines for Leda when teas
appear giddily romantic; and, la la, casements under leaders use seas
to sail across ten zillion mind-oceans
o, a dilly urban peddler will move emotions
o, a silly turban killer will use devotions to sunderise commotions

when lyon sidlers us endless Zion for a text, then reapers of soft seas
come weebling; o, a native mind-missive baby-minds all infancy;
and, la la, a sodomite of parted waters must crusade for the family
and, la la, a socialite aside parlatans will draggle for head-honey
and, spiralling, pebblers under dunes use false cellphones when
eaters of fast-moving xmas-easter
will shine across a cemetery of decorous heavers

and a shitted skirted dirt-slide comes widening for grey beavers
and a litted shirted head-wife comes slithering for deceivers;
and we are the death-deceived
and we are the sexless dweebs that swallow raping weavers
Ah,- a sunny sun-man must make a moon from radar where
automatic babby farms get gutted by vinegars and lost hair

ahhhh a baggy milky bud-barge will swim from heaven
ahhhh a bodier of silks use butter-cards;
and aside a hollow room, bedders of carps will use mien
to sodomise infant-hitlers
and a roman under pizzas get beef-grounded

La..

*
the daffy diamate puffers whose skulls are filled with
soft washed wine, will hereby come to trill for grids;
o, a liqeous baffler uses brine for holy waters as cribs
appear snapped
ahm,- goofy mentalisers use brainstems for dancing
ahm,- movers of easy blinders come kissing squibs
and, ah, motionless hotel rooms lead cafes to whips

these are my mallard days when i observe de stink
oo, these are today's milk-sprays
and, once across a dude-dime, i paid for US shrinks
and i once led my daddy to american english money
and, pearling eye-high, i read a book of stamps to a
doctoring heart-and-ear pulse

the daffy diamate lovers whose bulls use cowlers
for dirtying wool-winders;
and de haloed sea of crocus blossoms will
surrender hostels to dirty red-lit babby grinders;
and, lo, as snailish toad-fingers stride from binners
then doctors under daz and mud nicotine, briders
will most certainly appear jammed at the senses

Lahh. evening arrived like a brethren and hitlers
come rawling as carrion-kind-crows cawed at rivers;
and, ooo, we finalise a figgy flexer whence sisters
cure a laden mad-mind-hospice;
Lahh, we will forever fight sweet flowers
O-la, we will ease dark figures beneath shits

'amen?'.

*
and once along a pussy pine, pelters of misters use wax for craft
and once along a pissy mine, diggers see weird scenes inside masks
come divining catty gold-gals
with wraiths and fairy dolls; and eaters of bees will sunder casks
with sleepers whose headpieces get strapped with beads,
and a beezer noose scar-fleeces sex with popped wafer-weed

whence chippers clip hot fisters, then blorters under film-fixers
will hereby render from death the utmost diadem of love
o-la, a bender of suns strums on red slutmost garlands as Gods
come glistering for fishy plumers
and, ahh, once across a mum, a stationer of inkers write for
bodiers; and, o-la. across gum, a stationer of pinkers writes for
goosy ganderers whose birdy bum-feathers
get plucked by pissers under worldy lung-crypters

the gabblers of demure thunder abuse biddy dung
the saddlers of decorous lumber abuse baby dung
the rapplers of insidious mummas abuse buddy dung;
and searing salt-scissors use gagas of using lady grunge

La La La..

*
these here are our ragged men
o, these are our radios
and these are out children

these here are our ragged men
o, these are our meadows
and these are our women

o, headpieces thrill for dust
o, bed-fleeces cover dusk
and tawny kids divide lust

and these are our ragged men
o, these are our stereos
and these loud roads we end
must swell up, up

laaaaahh

the pinchers of mustards
don body biblers; o,
filthy fuhrers drag castlers

and the painted city-sea
hastens to a baby-bee
and, lo, when wiveners

die,
then a sleek dressers
hisses where bureaus
shape dogs from kissers

laaaahhh

these here are our ragged men
and, sainted,
penumbra berries chide
a choker with chickens

and a pusher of kitchens
drop fish across mictions
from evil dizzy surgeons
,...
dying
we are the dying
dying,
we are the fleeing
and sex is crying
.
made easily dumb
kids suck shit-thumb as
token users parade glass
across mutter maria

dying..
we are riding
dying'..
we are reeling from
bleeders of deaf sight

and remanders of night
run from dives to
chillers; and sun-sprites
will taunt fevers when
collonades drink aspirin.

La La La..
oo oo oo oo
tutter butter scutterer
peal pisser from rattlers
La La La..
oo oo oo oo

uhhh

we straw men smile
we scratchmen smile; and
nice villages abuse
stoned eye-cities
o, we are ragged men
o, we use vines for gems

ahhhhhhhhhhh
ahhhhhhhhhh

THE END.

*
o naked plu-perfect minge-masturbators get sucked aside an
ebony-ivory beautiful nation
o rigid nude-perfect mien-finger-rafters get sucked aside an
marvellous plane where all peoples live forever
and, once upon a soul, a wicked female made easy pleasure
come drinking horse-juices from the bums of the cities

La La La.

*
gumny dialysis of a sex-jive-kinds
proves urine devoid of daughters; oh,
mammy drivers use wry sickles for gob
and, la, when nuking pet-whistles
cause mamma marie to dig pistols then
eyers will surely go deaf

gummy directors of a shelved sex-whine
proves shitters as dear to death as
wicked women seal a daughter of glass
beneath tasters of dockeries and masques
and, oo, renal sex-pints use female evils
to run mutators through.

and these are our fotal daytimes
and these were our fatal nightimes
and, with horse, a whipper of blind swine
mount a dog-piece with booted brogues

*
05/09/2021.

work-in-progress title: The Eyers of Evil Mute Radios
first draft poem then poem-song

the eyers of evil mute radios use hands for knees
o, riders of devils shoot rodeos
and, la la, easy riflers of soft meadows use trees
to slumberise hot livid stereos;
o, a sidler of ciders sinks lemons into vines when
dilators pick on vecchios

the eyers of evil muted yoyos use heads for beads
o, ripplers of eagles shoot shakespearos
and, la la, as we ride to wheat-sleep then we use bees
to sting-wring waspish mind-mead
and, ah, a fatal crossish head-sleeve
drags drapes for pure fire

*
the riders of radio rizlas use mutations for sleaze
oo, drivers of rodeos
rampage for farters as giddy mojo casts teas
across mentalis
and, lapped, local dead video uses mad weeds
to sunderise fragmenters with soft baskets

the riders of radio rizlas use grey nations to heave
a dummy screens from baby-knees
and, la la, we will use cricket-quays to cause reeds
to sunderise a blue head-blower
uh, we weep as we screw
and nailers of glass cause screws to kiss dweebs

*
the aged eaten musclers whose head-pieces dig straws
come, here and now, widening wolves under whores
la la, a slider of crowds, swiped, washes blind bawds
with venal ball-rooms
and, la la, meadowers of dunes hereby reap grey swards
directly aside the son of Pan
and, oo, a knuckler of Man comes wailing for dawgs

the aged eaten pussellers whose bed-pieces dig whores
come, right here and now, to puncture dicks with
coded cobra-wards; and, oo, tigrons under soft pig
will delve after daddiers of ooze
and, oo, bison ox-tongues use eyes for troops as kids
appear fed to sex-deaths.

and, fragmented with money, a honey dripper uses ribs
to sirenise a nude-babel-bed with stinking mad webs

*
cursers of craneflies uses candlers for easellers
o, duders of stained eyes
come shying aside blue Ides
and, la la, an entertainer of wives must use tides
to idolise a naked mind;
and, oo, as fatal beach comes to inside pies

the aged eaten mussellers of one zillion spines
appear curved by rude ripeners
o, a fatalism, wived, moves sliders from fines
until, snappy, bridal blues
gets sky-splayed;
and, oo, a naked tea-tray causes eggs to flow

underneath harmonicas on the moon; and
crowers carry takeaways to grey rooms and
summoners cry after mummy cloths; O, hands
jam a coffee mentalise

amen

*
fatalists whose damagers come pissing in the rain
hereby, hammed, head for lost bums
o, when jammed, i sear gauze and let my veins
appear snaring for city moors
and we scale grey trees when idolisers use pain
to fragmentise a naked horse
and, mind-blocked, geary sauces use red rain
to suckle boats with red gorse

fatalists whose rubbishers come hissing for grain;
and, oo, a mentaliser whos sons daughter pain
and, oo, as doctors of sleuths will leap aside
neon vistas; and easy riders wil jump jive when
diamante jugglers cause phlegm to feed rides

and, la la, renders of paws come needling
a blower of ditchers; and televisual ceilings
appear badly swallowed;
and reapers under pillows will shut weeblings

directly down on a starred sun-shriver; and
doctors of darkness drag beds for islands

*
underneath harmonicas, we use hands for trumpets
o, beneath aged youth, seasand uses limpets
for the absolving sea-purpose to kid-crickets;
and greying spies across oceans will permit dust
to carry crayoners aside lotions;
and, la la, a devil babby comes weeping for
nukers of codas in cicadas; and ladies use walls
to render pecks as cruel as a dead bulb

and, la la, idolisers of fascintors carve for drawl
and, la la, canyonisers use dilators for shawls
and, la la, damponises use grey pictures for skulled
body-oceans

underneath harmonicas, we use hands for trumpets
o, beneath aged mutes, deafeners swing crumpets
across filthy sea-cards
and, la la la, we sink fans into shards when scarves
appear draked aside bards

ah, figgy head-fleeces drag drops; and oaters use
droppering dude-minds
with glued dead lightning; and wifflers know times

larded lazy leopard-hearts get cardial under lyon leotards
and a candy cabler crashes
and a randy fabler crashes
and, ooo, as teeming teamsters track deaths down, then packers
will hereby surrender dogs to renal dick-ashes

tricklers who urinate down blind jeans must abuse legs with plasts
la la, writers on stone-storm
get forced to become bird-blind as a daffy diamate finger casts
a bled boy from a bone-storm
and, larded, a bed in an oven gets shitted aside tie-dyed corn
ahh, woollen dregs heap meat-pegs up very high.

Oh, a veiler of luncheons uses cowls to cock penile hides
Oh, a nailer of unctions uses owls to crop penises; and tribes
will assign bonces to aromatic deacons
Oh, a raiser of coffee functions will somehow murder gardens
and, once car-crazed, a puller of dramatic walls abuses reason

and a heaper of leerers does its best king lear where toads
come leading sex to cremated chemical rogues

Uh.

*
oo blood panthers, painted, dream of naked eden-drivers
oo bud dancers, feinted, dream of sacrements and lovers
oo mudders, donned, get dragglered
and iced men, sprayed, hit ragglers with tawny brothers
ah, a fatal omen, praised, rips dawdlers
and a sunny spun mind wil appeared lung-wrecked

oo blood panzas, sainted, cause evil hitlers to use fevers
to surrender hand-biters to reddeners; and oded fingers
get, sloaned, as dizzy of mind as a riller under gogglers;
and, potioned, a crisscrossing baker to butcher oglers
oh, a fatalist whose hands get boxing
must ironise a bleak room with ivory-ebony ceilings

oo blood panters, eye-tainted, use cold evenings to
fragmentise the emotions of the earth;
and i have found my earth while cementers soothe
ashen laddies with bitterness
and eying doners of fig appears fed to greyness

and weeblers get drowned where men daren't drowns
and breeders, pecked, resound
directly, across a flapper whose wrappers crown
bled disks with water; and spind sin gets drowned
and weepers who use waters for towels will surround
disablers with top secret ambulance; and
whence a dumb bint gets swilling brine, then jams
will most certainly collide with fast edams

as tripplers, truckled, close life's candles down
then a boner of parcelled rogues come into town
to refine a stepping stone with midnight heart-clowns;
and, oo, a mauler of bone
gets strapped; and, la la, weavers back home arouse
cunt-moil; and a stationary deceiver uses a mouse
to glister; and desktop PCs must work non-stop;
and a nuclear pipper swings high in the seas of rot

as blood pinchers abuse ladels then gene-soups will
rotate across wifflers;
and a bedded gun-greaser sallows cheek as hills
appear rended
by burners of rented xerox; and hot hands spill

these wide days must extend a lost hand to a naked blithe peril
these wild nights must compend crosses with natal mind-devils,
and, oo, where losers cry
then utmost failures will arise from pus-pies
and weavers suck on a pussy-slide
and reelers cut guns; and odes to Ides must sunder spied
heart-sidlers

eager bunny boys carry crash to a shattered china-loo
oo, a lasher of bled toys
wrap hooters under red decoys,
and me and menial devs must arouse bed-joys as dudes
cap a cunny pisser with a children's toy-gun

these wide days must outstretch a blonde fist as blind bevels
get ravelling out across nasty fanny-mangles;
and weepers must crisscross a nazi mad Idol with sandals;
and, once when false tales were told,
eaters of junk get pee-fed to haired wool

eager bunny boys marry ash; Ah, a coated caper dies

Uh.

*
the honeyers of a gassed Void revere the spanish heart
o, users of a masked toy
appears voided; and an atomic child atomises skirt
and, la la, we weep after the sonic wild
and, la la, we reap laughter
o, hear now the daughters of sadness shedding pert
holy sun-tears
o, hear now the chambers of madness sussing hurt
with fairy thumbers
and, oo, naked primers will swill punk ink; and doctors
appear dying now

the honeyers of a grass Void revere the english heart
o, bellers of old Mercury
star-rumblers after dairies when a fool aside family
loosens crocusers
to electric cells; and mutators, spooled, use mummy
to interfuse ancient egypt with ingenous mad history

eager bummy boys get slayed by scissor men and, la,
my eye-written old joys
supper after the speed cooked cocoons of red Mars;
and today appears toyed with
and yesterday suckers across de lip of deniers
and we ease eaglers
beneath us
and we lease dancers to musk as swift tits cream
up, up
ohhh

these are my malllard days
these are my sparrow days; and i do not know
anything at all about the gravy-dark.

when once seasoned with evening's cruet-set
a wagger, treasoned, kids dreaming with sweat
and a dog at dark
appears sirened; and a alarms in the park wreck
dolly rust with waxes

o as green genoa gives rise to a waterbead
then a synagogue of pure bone
gets leashed to god's rub; and eyers heave
across mettlers where daddy-drones
succour lice from pigeon-domes

and there are wafers here yet to be snapt
aahh, acres of wine-tasters suck on pap

when once chronic moon-maps wind
across sweat-saviours, then blonde gins
will cause television beds to drag binned
spectators to spectacular eye-spins
and a nuclear mamma must cut winds from

*
the crazy davvy darkness shows sisters to raimbows
o, mazy lady madness
star-bleeds; and the swiper of the moon use blue crows
to sunderise hills with sadness
la la, de easy mind-deadliness
that leads us to a false door
has to fragmentise the digitalis of liquid turgid violence;
and a writer in the Void
come pealing poems from whores
and, oo, a fatal sun flows as she kills some moon-rain,
o-la, whiteners of guns
shoot castlers from de lip as a nuclear spy in grey grain
star-lashes diviners with sex-bums
and i will forever idolise
this candy word and its cocoa eyes

eager bunny gals get slayed by seizure men and, Oh,-
an exigental moll finds trays falling from
beery choke-cherry cliff-lays
and wideners of berries dip socks inside eardrums;
and a barbler of a pitta-fish-bread
don daddiers from loners of fists and silent dead
grave-tramplers

the crazh davvy darkness shows sisters to blue crows
o, mazy silky mind-sleep
comes back homeward now where a draggler of loaves
gets wine-baked
and, o-la, parental stasis gets glutted as sweet rain shakes
the utmost whoring space we rode;
and writers of evil corn will cause beds to spin

no more.
.
*
o no more no more for the dying game
o no more no more for female spy-rain
no more no more of cheapsters under trains
ahh, no more for the fallowers of swift pain
o no more no more of the dying game

la la, may scented vixens use a fox for flame
la la, may rented sirens don cocks from easy
sidling iron beddings
la la, may spended baby-blades snap family
across dupers of mummy peddlings

and may the dying game come hearing dreams
and may the dying game
cum serenading poesy wiith naked glue-screens
la la la

once upon a mod mind, de tour of french weed
came rotting at heroic pussellers
and a naked snake comes widening after musk
O, no more no more of the dying game
O, no more no more for red eagles in salt-rain

amen..

work-in-progress title: The Macadamer of Tar-Lit Psoriasis
first draft poem then poem-song

the macadamer of tar-lit psoriasis has to
flow, just like money; and ideals aside shoes
come slittering mummy
and, ooo, a focal hipper causes knees to
sea-study for passion's fatal river

the macadame of star-striped bone soothes
sex, death and bright disease
oh, lucres, rammed, uses pints for killers
and, la la, we weevilise as we smoothe
big hands under hurled minters

*
riders under corn get stabbed aside
a naked drooler
o, wifflers of swarms get murdered
by faceless eyes
o, a golden gab-goose uses purdahs
to populate heads with spirallers

the macadamers who chew tar
will smoke eternally when rivers may
silence seas with body-clay;-
oo, a facist fandango gets erased
by belling blood-plays

riders under spawn get slabbed
by wraithing fairy-tans; and labs get
sundering by; Ohh, a fatal sea-wreck
shits across fires
and nukers of fathers will inspect

dirt, death, sex and loud mind-police.

*
rollerers of meddlers use a daddy flag for
easter-xmas; and odlers cause mummy war
to declare guns as cold as whores
o, rollering crabbers use a head for wards;
and, car-scented, a vanner in bed cuts up
a dealer of cars and missives

rollerers of peddlers use a dizzy crag for
xmas-easter; and oglers cause glass-war;
and eaters of denial will stink
and reapers of high hills will use rinks
to thunderise eyes with feet; and soft kinks

get eagerly fed to green meat; and losers
come surrendering saviours to rulers

Uh Uh Uh..

*
as acrid anatriptics use jams for marmalades
then acid mammy egits
will hereby accuse cities of removing graves;
and doomy dog-deniers
cause babblers to succour endlessness
O, good mad screws sit for false stir when
fascinators use hands for bodies

rollerers of pestlers get jammed; La, chickens
come laying dead eggs
and, star-praying, bedder slams fuck dregs
and, car-craning, Ledas of drams kittens
and, oo, a divine cat-lover will use mittens
to fragmentise the dead undead

as acid anatriptics use edams for wax, then
idealers of forcing ripplers
will, shovelling, forge a new head when
dusters sank fans into riders.
and, pinked, runners of leavers eat phlegm

*
easterly arising boy-coasts accuse beds of feeling
everything; and eyers of paeds cause lead to
reel for de beast;
and, hooped, a hoot of a hero will use ceilings
to pulverise all sleep
and, la la, riders of meat will supper for yeast;
and idealises sky-write men under beauty

and acrid crisscrossings can de can when
dirtying natal car-kissings will sweat for Lady;
and ochres of deafeners
come, just like a deadener, after murderers
o everything aside a sea-mind will fragment
all dives and nudist bead-mines

easterly conniving gal-ghosts accuse scents
of pulling hands across gull-hosts; and rent
appears rended under blowers and car-tents
and, la la, a cruel shit store will sell vents to
dumb dufflers; and a ward must swell in dints
and, uh, a sovereign black-tie glisters as she
softens necks with hanged hot-drapes

and acrid crisscrossings man Man where bees
collapse underneath a blown mist;
and misty mam-men will suck a list for lips
and mazy slam-men will fuck wristed teas
and teas get reeling in the East: ah, soft trees
moan as loud lovage nooses mad feasts

*
the glaucous of a buttery bird-smile leads bosoms aside
a bloater of burns and acids
and a weeper, permed, abuses hands with wide lashes
o somebody here has sucked love's cunts
o somebody here has junked passion's river; and ashes
get curried where a damsel under tashes
gets sundering hocked hearts and wed sloanes
and these are our mallard days

and these are our shouting days when painted graves
come thundering after stoned
baby villages

o a daddy butterfly uses a moth for a petrol-sign
o a daffy moon nooses crocks with gassy ensigns
and the mad envois of the day
come shaking moist boys with felinities and minds

these aspic words i choose to write will cut tines
from old aged pompidored combs
and eyes will see rise again the raiders of old domed
body-batchers
o a dizzy parent to tailors dress a squb in tapers
and a mixer of a mind-razer
ingnites flashed midnight when a parching failure
comes sending cats to blazers

o a daddy butterfly uses a moth for a petrol-spine
o a messy easy fly pulls a penis from sweat-grime
and a hero's evil head
comes amassing wolves from reddeners abed
with christs and the son of bread

*
these are the mallard days where a mouthful of swine
will hereby slacken; and clays cause de dolls to wynd
a doggy grave for gardens;
oo, a fotal foetus gets lambasted with severers when
holsterers of xmas appear face-fed to witherers
and, ah, a tabler whose tears cut sweet rain will send
daffy squealers to eaten razzlers;
and as we swim for beaten ravellers then we will
render sleep from spoars
and a candifier, gunned, shoot hordes when gill
get succouring cicadas

these are the mallard days where a mouthful of vines
cause evil vineyard grails to anoint the dead
o, a nuclear billet comes home to a false bed and
cocoa cravers appear stoned by a sweet bed and,
lahhh, as circus in a cage shows dead clowns
then, bellied, skyers of rage spin lead from Woman
.
the ardent bullers of bastardisers will use crap to
scar-slumber under bobs
and, oo, when facers use rods to encone de blues
then we will scutter: Once across my mind, truths
came campering after gob;
and a faded mind-rebel will shoot all vast gods

a fatalist, fandangoed, come clambering for noosed
mentalisms; and catty covens will forever use puke
to penurise a fool in a sitted mill; and eyes puke

Uh.

*
these are my bleary dreamless nights where i state my sleeping
sun-age; and, dreary, midnight cowbirds get listening to ceilings;
and, oo, a damsel in the park appears surrounded
and, oo, a parcelling old Ark causes instant seas of drown

these are my bleary dreamless days where silence cuts evenings
directly across a poet tree
and, la, an ivory-ebony ruby will use gods to paint the town
and, la, an easy buzzy colourless baby will feed the keen sun;
and, la, weepers will study for all smiled deities

the ardent breakers of xmas-easter will build goddesses with
ava maria; and a holy race-healer uses tears for healing kids
ahh,- a vanner of good hair and good hands
will jump for angled sweet angels;
and we will surely extemporise an ideal world where brothers
extend magical god-jams to worldwide prayer
and we will use cool sisters to appoint golden live air

o, these are my bleary dreamless nights where i commit
a daddy butcher to Love's metal-minded-head-ward
and, la la, a scenter of buds forces gloves to admit to
eternal heart-nothingness: And gods get used by de blues
and, made devil, i espy an atomic gob come cussing truths

Ahhh.

*
these are out mallard days when we fashion fuck from missions
la, these southern sodded graves
appear rendered to yorkshire dust; and depravers of pull-ons
appears surrendered to irish sea-musk;
and, la la, as we turn to face the sonar rain then studio guns
get wickedly shot in all parts of romantic cusps
and, o, once aside a weebler, a keen sweet girl's tummy
must wax adown a burnt town
and, uh, after swallowing six pints of salmon curry, clowns
got visciously stabbed to death
o, a dracula ensign will arise from cellars
o, a red nosferatu will arise from spunk-dealers.

appears overly fried now; and those fries appear pawed

*
wide gutterers of ocean-men accuse sky-pointers of
abusing a fatal smile
o, mind-butters use potion-men to abuse star-joiners
and a terminal sun-dial gets dropsied aside scotchers
and, la la, when we tread teen-water then we use mummas
to extend, eternally, the cakey slaughter of easy hangers
la la, a flacid tom-father uses a lardy finger for scanners
and, once worn, wormy fuses
will certainly tend to ruses; and eyers slumberise after
dinner men and loud rude anorexic fathers

wide gutterers of ocean-people accuse star-pointers of
scar-nailing cats to lotions
and i love all cats; and i adore emotions; and i use blood
to extemporise buds with commotions
ooo, a fatalism, scudded, use baths for tokens when
riders of heart-metals cause cold masks to bathe when
idolisers, tented, come snapping the evil quiet outdoors

out across spermy fertile skeins, we wil use grey wards
to sickle after faloners; and a gaoler's nest will award
a keen extension of the moon
with all certificates of naked poetry; and afternoons
lead doom poet-goliaths to expenders of blue rooms
o-laa, a fretted mind-saint blesses all mind make-up
and, o-luh, hearted hiders of dresses
come certifying blooms with scented sectionings;
and i have seen our world die as mental tresses

stop dead; and deadness will strike the rain.

*
wailers under a seal-shaken sea hiss with the best
o saviours sunder reels
and a garden driver digs for wheels
and a flat on the moon opens dogs into fields of sex
la la, a mason-bee kills a cold cricket when old sex
sweetens nasty natives with coded pickers of eels

the disk-shaped shavers of deniers heap soft peel
along wasted dressers
and a road of fleshers flashes for heltering heels;
and a baby's arms shoot swaddlings
and a lady's charms puke child earrings

wailers under a sea-shaken eye hiss for breasts
and a fallen cat-angel fondles lashwide cunt
and odes to lovers sing badly
and an enemy feather falls from daisies as junk
feelers for de weather

and disk-shaped gunneries shoot stars stone-dead.

*
the rosy rabbit that shoots itself dead
here now hastens to nuclear easy-beds
o a fancy of a cat shoots cut rats and
easterly writhing, a baby on an island
suppers for dying
and rosy whipper boys ride saddled
and grey weals swirl like dead hands

wailers under a fish-shaken villa are
led to nude loud-hailers
and a dog of night shines under stars
and a cross of light shines under cars

the rosy rabbit that shoots itself dead
here now traces tears for dawners
and a bay at sea has no family
and a banana body breaks for devs
and fairgrounded ginners use pegs

while alone in the dinner dark I saw
a pigger of puled passion using wards
and me and nuclear treason sees dregs
draining pots for evil easy tea-heads
.
wailers under rabbits shoot pockets.

*
.`
o leaders of fishermen strike to catch the women of the tears
ah, riders aside vitamins ripen,
and the grabblers under sea-hens will cause pigs to tauten
fearers of fawnlings and mineral spy-stems
la la, an ova in five oceans cuts blurred brain-dens, and
fasteners of doomy dog-ducts
appear laden with stony cat-cuts; and eyers will expand
hissers of ravens beside stewed cups,
and we may well pray to Leonardo
and we may well doctor the cakers of space-tomorrow

o leaders of fishermen strike to capture musk from seas
and, la, where deep-sea pikes peer underneath de trees
then a nakedness of bee-bites will fragmentise the spooned
romantic rodeo robots of one billion space-cartoons; and
ideal butcher-bakers brand dirt hitlers with buzzy wombed
evil wombled moon-rapers
and a parental headfleece sinks straws upside this world
and, latent with bed-faeces, we will always hit god's swirl

as a parent to psychopaths dons meads then dead girls
scatter sex-scabberers across five seas where red pearls
damage hearts with elderly shakespearos

END...

*
09/09/2021

work-in-progress title: O Bleeders of Summer Autumns
1st draft poem then poem-song

o bleeders of summer autumns will hereby appear
sea-star-led to latency
and, ah, a painted family appears dried when tears
float, just like a baby;

o bleeders of winter springtimes swill use spheres
to sunderise de evil sun-minds
and weepers woollenise hands, knees and ears
and, la la, we scent closed sands.

*
o readers of numberers will cause canes to die
o riders of mumblers will sea-cause veering minds
to thunderise the dead from the killed;
and, la la, extemporisers will drag headmosts,
and riders under mental fires
heap dog-men days high

o bleeders of wintry seasons catch fire as eyes
appear sundering for flayers; and hearts writhe
for benders of warted war-cagers
and an atomic bed scars distancers with
evil heat reveries; O, a budder whose pig-kid

dies, will forever cry for Dettol as death drives

*
the goosy flexed factories where i jeeered
will surely sermonise blended fear?
o, easy seasoners, rended, snares tears; La,
we ripen
ah, we creep for dens as a pigger aside calves
appears ended
and goosy flexy cemeteries see extended
via nunneries and dolly mind-trees

ah, bleeders of binary bed-bloods use peas
to harden beans in a false pan;
and a daddy dream will deam for sweet teas,
and we get reeling in the East
and we get gathering the bees when losers

gut a keen gutter; and mad martyrs rain
adown, from failures and endless salt-pain

*
the riders of stupid riddlers get succouring for
a distancy of naked grabblers
o, family, stopped, recall for me a sky of druggers
o, memory, stopped, recall for me
a fascinating neon empire;
and we used dance for de Mecca
and we used to startle us with bingo-bitters
and, la la, a conical angel will hereby use shutters
to centralise a cuckoo moon

ah, deceivers of dipped decrial will jive for butters
and, la, a hand dipped in a sock
will slumber for drips as cabbage inside cagers
will hereby use pans to cook in the Thames
and, oozed to death, cuttlers who swill bitters
will come now, while stoned, to new friends

Uh,- goosy gob-fats cry for blues and men
get strapped to keen women
Uh,- gooseberry sheds must thrill children

*
the idlers who seldom creep will dragoon after
father-mind-mothers
and, snored, heart-brothers will use licks for fever
and, pawed, venal lovers will use lit forever as
sited city covers get weeping
la, a foolish slave gets snarling when sweet gas
gets slippered.

the idlers who seldom creep will wagon after
featherers; and, lo, a focal mermaids use glass
to sweeten our shattered deaths, then doggies
will most certainly cause car-boys to study
all about a lost moon
and i have seen losers croon as mental craft
will sodomise flavas

uh.

*
steely swift-headed eye-pushers will murder god's ghosts
o easily cut-bedded mind-dashers will serve gobs to ghosts
and, inside a green genoa, guzzly hills will suffer birds as
a decker of dreamed sonar
gets rudely denigrated under sofas; and hadlers of glass
will render a bald boy as bad as the sun of Pan
o, easily surrendered, a conical rod-bed must deafen
a blinder of a boner breakfast with
cryers; and weevilers must use kids to murder missions

steely piss-breaded chicken flashers get mislaid by a
national room where a kitchen-raider cooks sperm-stars
outside a prison world when a naked rook will use cars
to concertinal; Oh, a fatalist uses graspers for greyers,-
oo, a nuclear lumberer sucks fuses
oo, a flavourer of sunderers amuses a human bill stickers,
and, la la, as a godless markerson uses a solar drum

then we will extemporise fuels with feinted candles
La La,- worded softeners come spinning cloth-cables
and, once knotted, a keen canterbury grin will use hills
to dangle dogs across a wounded bin; and,
La La,- weavers will suddenly sunder dead sea-drams

La La La.

*
miltonic body-bays use a dummy sea for a wet lover
o, a softening eye-trades use a daffy tree for feathers;
and, once jewel-jumped, we will fued after odd lathers;
and, oo, a dogger of suck-junk comes comforting
coded city-rafters;
and a fatal watchman tests a police pulse for ceilings
and, la la, mental salt-skin must release fans from beadings

o-ah, a native pickler uses vim for disease when dealings
appear scattering; and, donned, ward-VDs will use dust
to scutter when a blower of sons
appear weighted by flour; and old cakes will get eaten
by extensive heart-flowers

miltonic body-trades use a mummifier to net mummas
and, spy-bathed, bullocks sense a reeler across bummers
and, spy-waved, bollocks wrench squealers
and, o-la, rowlocks for grey tench blorts for dealers

ah, a native pickler of planets and space-gum must
ship shitty palmed skirt with easers of wide-wasps
and, rivalled, farmed hurt cattlers for dirt-coshed
dreamt metaphors

La La,- weepers use silk weepies to suck on wards
La La,- meters show rilks to creepies; and, O, bawds
must sirenise boats when children fail; O, sex thaws

*
crazy hazy gymnastics use hands for fire
hazy mazy museums
get walleted with cold winds
and a bummy arse gets whipped by sins
and a dummy mask
gets ripped aside of dummy flasks

crazy hazy gymnastics use jams for pyres
easy eaties, pinned, correct eye-wards
with uncanny minted madness; O,
piercing pulmonaries
grasp to glass when ideal visionaries
feed off de bodies

craziness, smacked around, heeds rubies
maziness, cracked, resounds
and, oo, when dogmen use crowns then
matrial wiveners will see times end

alone

*
the active easy chairmen to a contest of rafts
hereby gets fed to filers
o pactive eaten gold men
get filled up with sleep; and old daddy
codifies easels with dead bends,
and an arctic cinema uses dens to study for
a new way to die

active roman radios sends nerves to sleep
pactive female rodeos
drag pined waters for video
and a digital heist has to scatter a stereo
across deniers of Ma Maria
la la, reddeners, rammed, ruin meadows

the scutterers who consume the dead
appear now to have fed moons to bed
and, crowned, crab-cartoons use bread for
feeding a toasted cusp to fish and fawns
and a lotus-lead-leaper
appears glassed under giants; and swams
seize gas from peepers when
an accidental fire-thumb will dig for storms

o scutterers who consume the undead
appear now to have fed rooms to sheds,
and ole daddy grandad will use a loft to
splay allotments with dragglers of cribs
la la, a fatalism, floated, swim for porn when
dicky pinky navellers
suck across a belled Void

and hooters, sand-handled, will don riddlers
with tawny busy wasping piddlers
and rooters, mud-mangled, will dam mirrors
ahh ahh; we scud in sweet baths when drillers
drill for demure gold.

A-Men?

*
hissing sidler sisters who dwell in madness
will hereby drink cocoa in the valley
o, a coffee spinner whose headpiece volleys
verboten dreams across easy barley
will hereby teeter;
and a field of screens grasps to pelters when
idolisers of sex-preachers
appear deified by craziness and bald teachers
oh

hissing sidler sisters who dwell in darkness
will hereby eat smoke
and, la la, a dromedary under soak feeds dope
to distancing mind-rope
and, oo, we drink to alleys as red galleries
appear chilled; and death's factories don soaped
babby bear;

and a natal terrifier of gold gulls get spitted across
changeless fools that wallow as they boss
a boater of a nude with swalllows and grey loss
ahh, a tangerine lemon castle
gets gritted with denim muscle; and
easily smitten kissers kiss across ice-sands
and a fatalist, rendered, sues de cricket-pitch
with naked handlers of noose salted parcels

and the bustled moon is dear as she crosses
a cemetery of city warders;
and the sallowed moon-sun uses a grey baiters
to surrender horded whores to saviours, and,
oo, a naveller whose wet wards drink sand
will pan across a canterbury gin
and, la la, deceivers of family spun sin crams
coded memories with holy cock-psoriasis

ahh, this poem day is done as blue nights
come swerving as magical grass puffs lights

*
ashen ilexes snap a blade where teethers
tirade aside saps that feed blithe killers
and, ladelled, slappers of foxy head-mirrors
dilate aside boned body-flays
and, oo, musclers of daisies cooks caves
with oveners of bleeders
and, la la, caveners crap for readers
and, ah ah, riveners strap scissor-naves.

the graven garden-gusts of easy smurfs
hisses as closures in paddocks sky-bearth
sizzlered fishy chips inside latrinal star-earths
and a dabbler of dreary sleep
drops a doggy
and a candler inside paunched sleep
serries stages with bun-eyed noise-heat

as we sink unto a skirt-stink then babby
will rise across a fast world where laddies
must interfuse Hector with Hemetic studies
and, cased, as we dam digs
then we suffer bled boys whose sex-hobbies
go gliding into outdoor cinemas
and we do the utmost dirt we can
and we move a gutter to hurt as pans
go glittering for widows where widow-clans
go buttering de master with a toy-vase

valisse men don a dark pelisse sheath where
darters of suns harden crows with pulled pears
and, laid by drums, soffits of squid drinks carved
indigo moany-cock
..
O

when a coppice grate grips to grey stone
then a bud of ice
reiterates a gilly drome
la a baby under christs hits a king-sloane
& a bast of lice
laps a cocked meat-heart
.,.
o a doggy hour walks the dead when
atomic leeches sleep under wine
&, sun-spread, a dolly paper-mind
exposes habits to farts..

i will sympathise with hissed ice
ah i will centre death where cold brine
bodies a penis-flower
& we say Amen to drunken dice
& we play for utmost power?

eyes burn to death when a dilly life
goes too blind for words
& we are burned bully birds.

*
these are the scabby days when a driver of crashed lunch
appears fated under cake; and a draggler of lashed spunk
will ride across minds
and, nosed, a scuffler of a head-stem causes cold junk
to snip daddy dom daniel with sanders and scissor-bunk
and, oo, these scabby days when a rider of masked punk
appears rotated across de Hour
will, eternally, come dressing flour within caked skin;
and a bun in a glass
gets butchered
and, la la, bakeries of masts, lammed, dream of damask
dairy scar-scrapers

these are the scabby days when a driver of food-shunts
will hereby fascinate keen bulimic daffodils; and monks
appear bed-fed to ivories
and bread-curating ebonies must siren after god's apiaries
and, ah, sharpeners of linkers line cake with paper when
easy dromedaries slice a mite from some snakes;
and a bed at sea sirens for guns
and a shed at sea sinks child-hammers within lost sons

this bled bummy earth yields drummer wine when guns
shoot big bums in the oven
and, la la la, blarring lungs use onion for killing bobbies;
and me and man and god's lost wife
get wifflered; and peter pan and his fairy dawg studies
just how to die; Oh, love's mud-mind lives in the lobbies

Uh..we extend a crayon arm as we sink paints aside us
Uh..we extend a canyon-arm as we use gentian grass
and, oo, a silly sallower of farms cuts cods from Aaron
Uh..Uh.. A-MEN..

*
11/09/2021

oh, there is a cobweb in my teacup

oh, there is a spider's head in my mind; and natural weavers
spin gut-gossamer
and, slit, a fly on a tray gets trapped aside arachnid wool,
and a slut in an eye comes scudding after cicada cold

oh, a cabbage white deals nine legs to twinned minds, Oh,
expeditions to night reel for wine-breads; and odes to snow
get flummoxed with dizzy dreamers;
and a fotal power uses hands for reamers

and there is a cobweb in my teacup

*
oo reddeners, roping, reel for grey sluts
oo bedders, soaking, feels for hard mutts where nude fries
get boundered by sweet Rhodes;
oo deadeners, soaping, reel for fast cuts
and, slappered, a radio reader will sermonise gods with butts

oh, there is a cobweb in my teacup
oh, there is a spider's head in my mind; and nautical weavers
ooze bruiser blunted bluebottles
hahh, and nakedness blooms like a killer

as reddeners revolve, then a pusher of pissers spin rivers

*
oh, there is a cobweb in my teacup
oh, as mad folks spin, then easy spiderers use flies for
feedlers of faces and spun gems;
and, opening out, gossamer under hens must wage war
for dirtyers of spouts

oh, a cabbage moth gets trapped and molten butter-jaws
drag dung for loss
and, once cupped, a human fly-catcher uses bed-boards
for sniffing de cross

and god's drain-flies use lyons for hatchers: lo, wards
appear sundering by lopped pylons

Uhh

*
lahh, there is a cobweb in my coffee-pot,
o, hereby, pied, a pussy dev pokes a slot as sindlers
appear forced to feed spider-spots
lahh, there is a cobweb in my coffin

once across a mind, a gossamer fuhrer will render
hands and knees from spun Decembers; O, renters
use eyes for homes
o, a fatal war comes shivering

and, once across beadings, spider-burials will
send doctors to cut worlds
and baby riders come sundering a dog in a hill;

and there is a cobweb in my headstonel; Lahh

*
o, a rendering spidered cobby mind-web uses
dust for daddy gossamer
o, surrending hips hit legs as they use murder
to cut upon daisy miction
o, a rendering spidering body will cause murder
to sky-muffle handled dregs

once upon my mind, eaters of kitchens will
star-stun a hot reeler
o, there is a cobweb in my finger and spun rills
will couple disaster with copulating snails; O, mils
harbours dogs underwater

and pigs stare.

*
these are my dining days when i feed creams to aces
o these are my obese trades
and, once forced to raise pulers from laces, then graves
must sunder picturers with blue bulimias; and plaids

get glutted now..

once upon a fat mind in a spinal world, cut cows
saw meddlers tending vaginal gals inside shut crowds
and a crower, spun, uses carrion to comfort clouds
and an owler, dunged, fuses herons to carmine blades

we get cutdown
we used a meat-town
we noosed rats to bats as we cooked an oven-pulse
and a holder in de East
gets sundering by bunny feasts
and a caterwaul of heroes glisters
and a wailed drawl gets fed to fakes and blind sisters

Oh, a keen and canny mind will bind sweets to vines
Oh, a meany honey-mind will bind peeks to twined
weepy angels

ahhh we get fed to starvers as stationary heart-hens
grow, just like evil children grow

La.

*
these cobwebs in my cistern appear lent to Lent
o, easy gob-heads use missions for fear; and scent
cum-causes beds to fuse
o, dizzy god-beds use surgeons for tears; and,
riddlered, a naked nuclear spurgeon dons scans,
and, la la, faking perpendicular morons suck scram;
and these cobwebs found in old kitchens must ram
darterings under deaths

oo, we get cut down by sirens when aged decks
appear, chopped, as spliced as gentlemen; and
piggings, stopped, uses spice for gas when islands
oo, we get cut down
oo, we get sent outside the town; and sky-trams,
burstive, drag droplets when a murderer's man
sends dogs to cat-plans
oo, goosy gabby dom Gabriel must use sounds
to drown everything

oh, a lean mean man-moron must cut feathers
oh, a lost dreamed clan-cordon uses grey rivers
for de purblind holy head-mirrors
and, la la, weevillers command the dead undead

haahhh,- wicked whipplers sire beds from bread
haahhh,- forever flacid, spires stick altars under

everything goddamned and left to fuse fumblers

Uh. Uh. Uh.

The teasy doomers of demure hazy moon-skies
will hereby cut goofy screwers with fairy eyes;
o, endlessness, drained, forces mien to cry for
handlers of foxy forces;
la, la, a moon vixen i have come to own will ford
scissory mad men
o, trendlessly stemmed, pictures of bled bends
accuse all dark, rendering cuckoo men in sauces
from herbiage and crooked poison apples: Ah, mum
gets food-led to devillers and beery lesbians

lahhhh. wicked pinkers slide when eager dogmen
cause rat-men to issue glue lice to tissue fishmen

THE END.

and as we got born inside blue sheltered housing
we will extemporise a madam of demure birth;
and a latent mind-frieze quivers
and a parental spine-cage gets rode across dowsing
daffodil yields
and a pinchy field layers dogs with dramaturgy
and a pinky reel gets ravelling aside culled memories
and a bride on the moon
gets sealing searing curtains aside dyed families

and we got cut-up by makebelieve when melodies
came craze-crashing a swift head aside maladies,
and we visit denial
and we spite decrials when bony bitten boys dial
the mute letter M
and M gets dialled for murder?

fennel under tunnels drape diesel along car-electric
la la, eaters of mussels
dream of horsed mien-tassles
and we raise lasoos from castles when spastics
appear wedded to bone-numbers
la la, where easterly grinding parish thunder
leads blue despoilers to easy fathers
then a blower of dicators dream of holy tundra,
and eyes may well go to sleeep
and spies may well sunder sleepers with
bleeders of heavy panting.

*
we get lasooing heavy wrecking sun pealings;
o, we hit god's feed; and a naked puker appears
van-vended while crushed cars get caved under
bleepers; and, la la, mushy calves will use mummas
to, once bought, to divorce marriers with bubblers;
o, we will suck god's beads
o, we will rot where greening reeds get plucked

we get lasooing heady yoyos and we get fucked
lo, twinned hands at peace-hall cause hot muck
to emerge from evil healing sex mire-mounds
o, a fierce god on de hill will scarper underground;
and, hooded, sunners inside drills
will sodomise books with book-burnings
and, modelling, porn pigs will don vaultings

Ah, when bramblers rear guns then goslings
will suck a puling puker gut as Pisa's ceilings
cause mice-headed puckers to fuck breeding
entertaining blind rider
and, bum-clenched, juicy lemurs will slide
across bagged gas-lights

and i will get star-addicted to easy brides

Uh...

*
the midday sun falls from salt rain as merchants underfire
drag droopers from gun-vaults
la, a fatal scream, clashed, uses poltices for bolts; O,
riders of cream, dashed, uses politics for dirt when pyres
feed a dancer of burned money
o, drinkers of throat-bees must taunt beds with spires
and, lo, as we see our cities erode then pictured honey
will hereby find neon urges inside bulbs
o, stinkers, wifed, go grooming down denred skulls

the midnight sun pelts drums with penuries when cords
lo, mindless gibberers peer inside old enemies: birds
get shutdown;
lo, this glowering goddess in our loud town hits swards;

we will westernise keen nuts with broken smiles: pores
will enter bunks upside down;
huh,- we invent new fixtures from roping sun-sounds,
huh,- menkind move sweet teemers to crying tors
huh,- girlkind uses lush pippers to extensive moors

the midnight moon-signs forge kicks from rodeos
ohm, lunch-times must force dribblers to use toes
to sink demented limbs into decorous blonde-brogues

oh..

*
the midnight cowgirl whose horse fell from red lip
must, slowing, dune-drop heroes under crowns
o, dollies, flowing, room-rot; o, sex crones slit
odd elderly men to plupefect spine-slots

we will extend bones to fluids: huh, ole shops
get stolen from inside thinners; ho, lost cops
get swollen with pelisse sheets
uh, gentle boys, sunken, veers west
uh, mettled boys, shrunken, heeds wrecks.

the midnight cowgirl whose horse fell down
necks de feckless sun with cruelty; o, towns
get whipped to rights: o, towns inside riders
will here, dotted, peer within cloning bridlers
oh, once upon a time, meted models suffered
soft stiffening eyes
ooo, wifflers, scried, cut clickers
ooo, hitlers, dyed, cut pinkers

we will extend bone to acid; o, cripplers get
bended entirely inside kecks
luh, we will extend stone to chicks when sex
comes home suffering
luh, devisers, muffling, hits to de jive
luh, vein-shelters, huffing, hits to evil pies

the midnight men who send skies to sleep
must, dolled, use dudes to ride high-, keeps
come sheltering for ilkley tribes;- empty jeeps
come sinking ducks into pure loo-torture

END..

*
we weevilise dirty guns with blunted bullet-boys
o, we weevilise gusted squids,
bolted bulgers cut crusted nibs then cold lids
will hereby sunderise lifeless listless eye-grids

we weevilise dirty guns with slitted body-ribs
o, we weevilise lusted prigs
o, we use mesh for kids: Luh, listeners rid us
of timelessness

we weevilise ferine ferry thumbs with skirted
pulling;- oddness pulls on gums when dusts
used eyers for impossible cafes
o, cutted, veined bruising belfries will toss
bleeded stone from bone-bosses

we will extend scones to cookers
we will extemporise drones with bookers
o, cuppers cup lost bodies
o, muckers muck out donnies when rockers
cut pussy pus from sweeteners

and we will compend tricksters with drippers
and we shall sink petrols when kiddy pippers
come clocking for bed-boys
oo we ride under corn
oo we writhe under storms
oo we ride for red toys that render swarms

the deniers of domed sex will cutter for
dummy doors which open for blind scores
o, doom defilers use hips for dill when stores
stone shopkeepers with keen vines; O, whores
supper for juicing bled wines

and we will own de vineyard slugs forever
.
Ugh

*
we widen up for god's golden boy-men
o, strickening pups use gourdes for Zen
o, comic mind-mutts use bends for skin
luh, lilters depress cuts
luh, riflers script crests for children when
cosmic utterers get bled inside milkers

we widen up for god's molten boy-hens
o, swiftening scutterers use desk-pens for
giddying flinted stones
o, clipping cliff-crones come coupling
dirtyers with peerers who peer for dromes

we widen up for god whose son got wide
long, long ago
uh, pented belly-robes clothe shits inside
this whirring world when wytches use tithes
to moon-invest girls in wipers of toil

writers on de corn come climbing minds
under blithering mist-moans:
the slowed seem dead
the penned seem abed
oo, ooo,

sniping ooze gets crushy
widening booze gets mushy
ripening libes get husky; and i will find
some cobwebs in my poet tree

Luh

work-in-progress title: The Teething Teenagers Who Try to Fall
1st draft poem then poem-song

the teething teenagers who try to fall from mouth-sleep
must, sea-straddled, use hipsters for molten sleep
and, o, reeling car-gazers hiss for aged wool-wheat
o reapers of revolted sex-radio
come currying eyes with beer-pillows; and, oh,

we weevilise swipers from dizzy fingers: trees
peer across mitres
o, we weevilise mikers from foxy ginger; ohr
red lobbers of piners cuts crudities from gin-pee
oo, we send pipers to curved cuts

the teething teenagers who try to fall will creep
excellently under excremental star-walled beats

*
the teethers of tinny chapsters use windows for
a wide-eyed yoyo party; and a bed at sea uses warps
to sodomise everything
oo idle hipsters cup rings where
ladies lick god's tears;- where we feel tops then
wicked choker cherries must
sup some liquid venom; o, melters, reeled, rend
sweet mitres from dust

ah, jeerers of fishy mermen hoot for deniers
ah, fingerers of soft women use suns for defiers
luh luh luh END

*
we sodomise everything: we slumberise evil beds
o, cussers, climbing, use peppers for mills when
ripeners of bull-clouds force buffers to use gems

huh, jeery pented pussy lips get gritted when dips
detect pips from proctors: lo, mitters of strips
sun-define mod moons from pinioners

we sodomise everything: we slumberise snippers
uh, belters of peeping rings will feed socks to steeds
uh, welters of peering pins will feed smocks to weeds
uh, pitters of pints get

evilly sunned by loony duos; and sirenusers pet
everything nude: oo, yoyos force fish to drown kecks
uhhhhhh; weeblers will shoot daddy moon
uhhhhhh; fuhrers forge hems

huh, jeery jeepy men arrive home to find no doors.

*
these are our mallard days when hooters of huge hunger
force feelers to die
o as we use protors for eyes, we will sleep after fathers
o, our endless minds will swallow trees
o, out bastard minds will drink to coffees
and, la la, we use hands for hills

we sodomise everything: we adorn hips with hissers
we use blue bent gins to soften porn with sisters
o, we use dust for pins
o, we find tusks under winds; La, eyers of misters
get rudely cut

these are our drinking nights
these are the worlds we used for light,
ah, a sunny scrotal bee must sting honey when
discs of honey come giving string-monkeys
to horsers of guns

we sodomise everything: we adorn whips with
wicked idlers;
we soften, and bad boys will forever cut figs

*
the inspectors of easy radios will snap serpent baskets
o, easy spriggy lip watches studios
o, peasy piggy crypts will shadow crap with biscuits
and, drained, there are biscuits in the cisterns
and, drained, there are silk-lips in the u-bend
o, inspectors of easy rodeos will snap reptiles; and, oh,
fondlers of dizzy pillows
cause creators to sleep under oaths

we sodomise everything: we adorn hips with goats
o we sullenise every wing
o we kiss crews
o we hiss; and a fotal feature under moons must
peer prise dirty prats wide

the inspectors of gold radio will snap venomers
ah, iced, mixtures of gritters will
hereby snip riddlers from closing mind-drills,
ah, diced, fixers of pickers will
hereby snip piddlers from poppy-pin-heels

we sodomise everything: we adorn bees with
good humming buzzy boys with nukers
uhhhh, picklers punch toys when denuders slip
peepers from a smell-skirt; and bleeders die

cortal carring road-concertinas use lorries for layers of motorways
and, o, road-slices seen under sweet berries
will come to ice engines with pinions, bonnets and jacks; and cherries
sea-sunder blowers with digital onions
and, la la, as we sweep guns from ovens, then we arouse blue babies
with masses and adult cot-deaths
and a laden jam jacks for soap-theft
and a raven's scan preys after carrion where carrion comforters
get sliding from dives to germs; and odes to sex arrive aside farters

cortal carring roadway receivers use jugernauts for fingers; O, claves
get rippling under drays where a holy turn-turtler uses eyes for fathers
o, fatal searing flyways use vanning tyres to loosen lust cross rippers,
and a carver of mind-days hide hollowers inside cusps
and a fever under heart-plays widen up for damned dames; and lust
appears drooling
and, once smothered, a keen good mother is forced to die.

uh uh uh, we weevilise dreams as loaded summer uses gas for wives

these are my mallard days
these are love's cupboard days; and, lo, as faces
flail and fall
then a grassy goose-gander will sink cocklers under
miltonic body-earth
o as metallers cut birth
then a teller to de sun will hurl de sweet stars down
aside the cellars of a blue-bird-burst;
and a knoller under gob
gets crashing
and a spoiler, sundered, uses turfs for easy reading

these are my mallard days
these are god's hubbard trades; and miraculous demons
appear sown across sapplers and drakes
o, as a mentalism causes fascists to drape dogs in Zion
then a green lyon in a waterbead
will surrender pylons to dead genoa

as a tiddly idiot wanker swills its own liquid food
then a paster to imbeciles
will hereby silence pockets with maria marios; and
ideal faceless plumed eaters
must scatter denyers across dylon and wool-rams
and, oo, as chasers fly
then whiskey galore hisses and bald baddies die

out..

*
the sky-entreators of one zillion body-burn will use liquid hands for
the mad alienaters of bluesers and petrol-ferns
o, we will turn out dettol face to the enemy; and soldiering bled-whores
appear made utterly naked
o, sky-entreators of one zillion baby-burn will use liquid jammers for
true mad alienaters of ruiners; and petrol-perms
hereby cause lemon mines to force amazing killer spades for firms

these are my mallard days when i use trees for rivers; and grey gyms
must summer-cause a nuclear heart-war to shrivers of dead limbs

the sky-entreators of one zillion crazy terns will use rooks for wards
and, la la, a fool with no son will shoot his false wife dead as bawds
appear glassy with mad gum,
and, oo, a chinese detective will suffer eyes and petrol-pussies
forever stun drakes with defectives; and readers of rammers score
shooters from dust heroines

these are my mallard days when i use trees for mirrors; and grey limbs
will hereby soldify sordid paints with genius writers;
and, ooo, a parental passion for saints will hereby sunder blue fighters;
and, la la, as presidential missions taint heels
then us and them will cause ignition to feint after eels and divers

the faceless gals at sea swim dummy bays for mysteries; and lovers
liquidise a naked aged moulinex; and graves don families when brothers
appear doll-fed to accidental statues
oo, a dizzy mind-stew gets led to sweet hooves
oo, a mazy heart-stew gets led to grey sleuths; and blonde handlers
get kissed till the acrid ancient flays of screws taunt stir-saddlers

and painters of pushy belly boys must rend dust from maddeners

Uh,

*
reddeners of a blue perfect mind must sodomise hearses
aside blowers of space-horses
ah, restitutors, bonce, build farmed voices from harnesses
o, a wide lake comes sundering in bombing laces
o, a child drake comes thundering inside lazy faces
o, reddeners of a pluperfect petrol spy must canter for
rigid ridden pus
and, once along a sex-cusp, penile peerers uses dust
to scatter evil fashioners upon a wide field when warts
got beaded aside a swilling screen where fastened sports
came running down god's crown

the faceless gals at sea swim mummy bays; o, wet towns
appear withered, wasted and drowned; o, sickled ground
gets mutated by droolers
la la, liquid lithe sprites gets lost for money
la la, liquid blithe sprites get lost to daddy; o, pulers
get crying for Herod and Judas;-
once upon a pleasure-board, eyers got dressed down
by bummy juices
and, tickling, nooses of lawds get mitted with Downs

reddeners of a blue perfect mind must sodomise horses
with mulers and lovely livid donkeys
and, spraying, england's murdered Ilkley moor will forge
equal signs from buttery butter-balled killed children

the naked mind mouth i made my own will have to course
hedoners to sweet daffs
and, scar-loaded, sweet macs get exposed to dead gorse
and, coffee-loaded, sweet rats get exposed to cat-sauce
la la, we will sunderise traps
la la, we will sodomise glassrooms and leave small deaths
to sweepers of slakeners

O
yeah, these carroters of fingerers will use ole labels for drakes
yeah, these shadowers of skirted mills will
come scraping peas-pudding-pans with cream-killer's snakes,
and basketfuls of rum
appear sirened; and, Oh, a blue-naked-fire
causes blinders to ram across a hearth-heated gold pyre
and, splendid, we expand loss to a fart-feated gasfire

across naturally bleeding navel-glassrooms; Oh, eyes
swerve as we kiss
and shitters of lisps use carnivals for trippling knives
and we will touch on child knives
and we shall live forevermore.

*
hordes of chapelled apples move to a fruit-moon
oo boarders of trampled gables open gates at midnight rooms
and, la la, easy dad-sidlers who move a pick to glassrooms
use heapered handlers for sex, death and diseased classrooms,
and a forcer of wranglers will
slumberise a daffy dog-hill with mumblers and easy kills

hordes of chapplered applers move to a sea of easy grills
oo, murderers of sweet histories use a naked can for dunes;
and me and mam and master-madam Naples will swoon
after bleeded dada drams;
and we drag after watery lungs
and we stab laughter; and we don guns for glands as runes
cause dirtyers of fevers to
sodomise a swift bird-cunt; and men use hens for de blues

and a haloer of hedoners drinks to decappers and screws
will star-describe facials to shrinks; Oh, melters for broods
come petalling mushroom flowers
and, ooo, while menstrualising towers we hear de TV
comes suppering after forks and old spoons; and ivies
dream of suckering raiders of jams and cocoons;-

hordes of camphor-cries dress down when a sweet skirt
shimmers with curdlers and wet-sweat-dreams, and hurt
comes shadowing seizures for red-sex-screams, and dirt
appears sundered when a hosed horse-whore uses hurt
to deliver dogs to cursed children
and i am soft and mad at heart
and i am lost; and deniers in de dark noose old arks
to enslumber deaths with decriers

and a haloer of headpieced strawmen use hatches for
bedragglers of bended mind-men
and, oo, a trip across butter-men will come to use wards
to murder a laden scissor-cross; and idolisers of money
come wallowing in the fires
and, uh uh, gallowers of evil scratchmen use babby to
extemporise shallowers with regal bed-bends
and my empire of hirsute priests will don cowls as mien
appears revolted inside mind-mouths

we weep for weevils as we don bags for fart-hearts
we weep for seagulls
ah ah ah,- pacers used gas as wipers dragged parks
for dizzy manholes and easy sauce
La La La: once aside slams, fairy fenders cut barks
from heady boats and blorted killer-oceans

Ahhhhhh
Ahhhhh the keen Void gets laid by lotions?

*
the madams of pure macadam appear to stir
blind porridge aside city curs; and cursed furs
drape a daddy scribe
across blue fields where regal cries cut curves
directly under bellies and blinds
and cafeterias give rise to burnt birds

an extemporising sea-fake uses a cake-fete
to sink sweeteners beneath wave-fuses
and, copped, couplers of prayers cause mooses
to drink gold troughs stone-dry

La La La,- mistleto gets strangled by gal-sant
La La La,- extenuous uses of angellers pant
and curvy creators will sucker a softener with

facelessness; and, Oh, roads of PI must frig

everything English?

*
these are our barrow days when we will study how to lie
down, in a market-field;
o, nuking puckering reels wish upon a weal as spun dives
appear to drink bandaged vessicles as deafeners; and eyes
weep for sweet wank
and, oo, slid down a drunken lane, a pelter of river-wives
get admonished by idiot sky-clowns
and, peckering wide pickle, a national brain-disease
donnig petricides from canals of studio anal; and squids
cause an expansively expensive man-o-war to use spies
to head-spiralise logical illogical logo police; ah, rides
come interjoining thrillers with sex-book-clap; and wives
broaden for feckless frecklers

we weep for wevils as we feed maggots to mice: Oh.
once along a time in a mod whorl
i oversaw shrillers inside Gods come reading derangers;
and, scotched, a babby with a rod will interfuse dogs with
easter-xmas;

and the forsakers of evil pricers prise bogs from kids
and, la la, druggards, sundered, use cogs for spent kids
and a doctor to doomers
will surely scour beds with rumours: And, o-la, pushers
push bellers from the utmost davy dark
..
we will issue helms to cock-films
we will issue kilns to suck-films; and we shall sit for
all too many years whilst looking at a sea of pure war
/.
and we have seen the eyers of porn come crying when
all human sex becomes dizzy crap; and
oo, a naked naveller drinks to pap and cities end

sky-dyed.

*
15/09/2021

Confusers Inside Sweet Rain

confusers inside sweet rain will raise ropers from sulkiness
o, star-denuders study pain
and, bloated, signal gardens must teeter as grass-rain
comes whoring after madam grain
la la, we weep for fissures
la la, we sleep for floaters; and ideal seas of blue sadness

come vaunting hands with scarred sex-knees; and
red veins get glutted by drenchers; and we eat strands.

*
o, in the utmost gravy-dark, mad stationers of brain-bands
will stutterise most dead women;
and parented moist bed decries dons til children ram for
diggers of gold-screams;
and dangerous mind-screens
cause idolators to render mess from digitalis: Ah, tors
cause dells to dream

o, in the utmost davy dark, missioners of head-bands
drag a sheerness of ladies
across a merciless sing-song Hades; and eyes dam us
with utmost dummies
and ideas in cold cavvies use a kingdom's mad canary

La

*
the renderer of a crunched crocus gets led to blind water
o, a dissembler of a punched lotus
appears, at first, as if junked by boaters; but old doctors
must sirenise glass with smelly loaders

o, inside a perspex rill stillers of radios will sunder
of every single sea-still;
and reddeners of cars get pinched from mummas
and daddiers on Mars
grasp to filthy kinemas

and, shedded, a happy thrill commands birdies to
a fart-scalded full nappy; and fathers sing de blues
and fisherboys will forever fish of mermaids as truth
knocks a woman dead

uh

*
the idiots on a pharoah screen use tendrils for city-rivers
la la, egits whose yoyos use balls
must layer dogs with ponchos when a bed aside drawl
appear mind-stopped
and, oo, a satyr of a soft sylph gets gutted by cots
and, oo, a saviour of a gal-milks
appear rendering a softener of silks to dress rot
with sweetening picture-pot

o, inside muted cellophane, wizardy causes spell-shot
to suffer after the fascinating paranormal fools
who know absolutely nothing at all; and sweet Lot
must get scarp-shaven;
and the belters in Eden get crab-scuttling

ah, a coronar whose indicted bar-gal will rock
a pussy pulley-pavement
and a naked bruise-nerve must use a sad cocked
mind-mocking kid-casement
and a dear dumby garden flows from basements
and an easy writhers

writhes across lime-scissors; and men close.

*
the helplessly happy with doomy eyeballs come
scar-screaming; and holy hens use hips for lung
oo, a native pussy pig-piece gets wailing and guns
come papa shooting fig-fleeces
la la, once across ceilings, we saw uterine suns
come bragging for lunar-faeces;
and easy body men force fists to fish for fleeces
oo, a baying boning loud boy
comes tantalising rubies with female tit-boys

the helplessly happy whose doomy spy-halls
heave hidden cameras
will, made tameless, use hammers to cut molls
and, closed up, issuers of drammers use bols
to get snappy across fields and softness
and, once along a book-mind, illegal tissues
appeared surrendering to a blue-book flag
- a painter of pisseries must blort for cabs
- a flavour of factories dons dumdums from

nakedness, unfound in a blue screen, ahhh,
a capering killer sound reddens mean marks
and markersons shoot towel-towns
and goofy gold-gobbies
appear here and now searing bodies with Arks
and youth and I paid a penis-trip to the buddies
and meese in wee-tides
get scuffling

the happy hapless sex-freaks who don scabies
must, swarmed, get beaked by blue-bed-dairies
and, when day, while opening cloths, strangeness
will arrive crying forever; and headpieces cut

out.

*
these are my dining days where i feed forks to lost faces
o these are fattened days
and, once starved by strays, i will feed sauce to slaves

these are my dining days when i feed creams to aces
o these are my obese trades
and, once forced to raise pulers from laces, then graves
must sunder picturers with blue bulimias; and plaids

get glutted now..

once upon a fat mind in a spinal world, cut cows
saw meddlers tending vaginal gals inside shut crowds
and a crower, spun, uses carrion to comfort clouds
and an owler, dunged, fuses herons to carmine blades

we get cutdown
we used a meat-town
we noosed rats to bats as we cooked an oven-pulse
and a holder in de East
gets sundering by bunny feasts
and a caterwaul of heroes glisters
and a wailed drawl gets fed to fakes and blind sisters

Oh, a keen and canny mind will bind sweets to vines
Oh, a meany honey-mind will bind peeks to twined
weepy angels

ahhh we get fed to starvers as stationary heart-hens
grow, just like evil children grow

La

*
the ideal idylls of soft cum will sermonise floaters
with fotal dirtyings
la, a mental hen will lay for mills when drovers will
slumberise pits with reelings;
and, o, as mentalisms use ceilings then coda drils
will forever seem outed by strippers out alone
and, o-la, biblers of lost sons will sermonise bookers
whose abuse-mien-minds
arrive back homeward to find millers made ill.

once across the wild wept earth, eyers used hills
to sweep dreary dusts upsidedown aside spilled
kitchen cables;
and, bunched, cradles ride for labels when fields
appear lunching with Madam Eyes..

the ideal sex-exhibits in one million wax museums
will sodomise cunt-seed-gibbets;
and riders of radio-rulers must suck for giblets
and, oo, as fatal fingerers stick thumbing pylons
directly beneath dazzlers of tommy boys: O, sirens

crusade for carrion comforts; and crows will
arouse rooks from cawing ravens; Lahhhhhhh

uh

*

the glaucous of a buttery bird-smile leads bosoms aside
a bloater of burns and acids
and a weeper, permed, abuses hands with wide lashes
o somebody here has sucked love's cunts
o somebody here has junked passion's river; and ashes
get curried where a damsel under tashes
gets sundering hocked hearts and wed sloanes
and these are our mallard days
and these are our shouting days when painted graves
come thundering after stoned
baby villages

o a daddy butterfly uses a moth for a petrol-sign
o a daffy moon nooses crocks with gassy ensigns
and the mad envois of the day
come shaking moist boys with felinities and minds

these aspic words i choose to write will cut tines
from old aged pompidored combs
and eyes will see rise again the raiders of old domed
body-batchers
o a dizzy parent to tailors dress a squb in tapers
and a mixer of a mind-razer
ingnites flashed midnight when a parching failure
comes sending cats to blazers

o a daddy butterfly uses a moth for a petrol-spine
o a messy easy fly pulls a penis from sweat-grime
and a hero's evil head
comes amassing wolves from reddeners abed
with christs and the son of bread

Uh
*
these indigo televisions that bleed like shaken snow
come sundering hooves with rats
o, a studential sky-move causes cats to feed crows
but a national mind-trancept queases as tree-fats
come sodomising de red sun's burnt mane; and, Oh,
as we sail out to fierce deaths
then we come burning like flowered cell-pecks
and the pickering mind of nights use neon kecks
to slide, with wives, a sea of fires downdrains. Oh,
a pissery, secluded, use beans for tyres

these indigo sofa digitalis that widens hods for spires
will hereby surely sugarise a daddy rod; and squires
arrive dreary-minded back homeward where,
mass-murdered, a scraper of bone
uses headmost beers for leper sloanes; and sweet hair
appears sundering torn towelled skin-tinned pears
,- and we shuffle an acrid ancient pig across prayer

as we ride from writhers then gilded guns on stairs
star-sting doomers with closed men; and tree-tares
come stinking underneath the Thames inside the Towy.
and, shooted up, crystal crucifiers will lead snares to
sackers of poo-sluts,
and a doomy dude-duck heaps hands nights high
..
Uh.
*
the bones in my revolving bath must don roped soap
la, stoned under love's dilated carts
drones must grease lost dope;
and a ruby body must drag vales for Ilkley
and a damager, crushed,
hereby dreams about lushed ballparks.

the bones in my dissolving past will don drowners
and, la la, a sky of car-curvings
come erecting death's galleries
and, spawned, death's galleries are shining
all around

as soft stone grips to gristlers, a naked drive-in
will get led to british cinema
and an easy bed gets twirled as easy spind wind
gets shovelled
o, as softness drips
then tiders of ricks must use gnits for brawls

dilators of shifting slept days drink to malls
and, watered by mesh, a claying blue hall
gets gathering tea from flowers;
and, o-la, messengers rape apes with towers

and dummy dresses get seed-wrecked as
soul-passing rodeos
come chanting mantras when using glass
to glaze all rooms with sealed flats
and, ooo, a naked native wheel dons paps

the bones in my revolving bath must stop hope
or else use sex for dope;
and messaged men
come carrying sloanes to false bitumen when
all god's dough gets stolen from holy children

and dummies, shaven, caress maniquins
and totties, laden, drink soft tea when quims
get puced
and a lady of fruits will bury bad-eyes: winds
come scattering scraps across troops
and tomorrow's girl-child
will always stop Plane Smile.

Uh a miracle man dies after death disappears
Uh a chemical Woman
dives for a peach when fallowers of ole tears
come wailing by
a nude scribe

O.

*
the wives of a cold girlfriend will supper for dunes
o lives under cards wanders under tarot
and a livid dead ouija board
gets misled to the dying otherside
and, la la, motorised crying sweats tears for
a widener of ghosts and heavenly lies
ah, a daddy to toasts
spreads buttons across baked sea-knives;
and easy dividers of bad nights and long days
appear, rammed, to clasp lips in twin-graves.

once protected by salt rain, i overheard the gold song of a rainbow,
oo, once upon a mind, giddy head-thoughts capture god
and, etherised by grime, saw a swarming gun inside red rain come
sodomising bookers with wolf-wards,
and, when chopped, a naked picker of swards will use soft lungs
to tauten air with strangulated fearing
and, when copped, a fatalist uses corn for wives when grey drums
appear slavering across venal fuses

once defected, blinds, burned, use room-shut curtains to thrum
across elderberry wine-firms,
and we use doctors for ferns when an indolent shaper of perms
comes swallowing age-old minds
and a hairy hirsute dredger of wynds comes natalising bobs where
ignorant gal-barbers cut swiftness from scalp-bedders: O, lairs
arrive instantly back home to find dizzy dabblers signing
across a denier dress

o, cool bird-words will centralise postal blank-perfumes where
a nude-fangled cur comes yapping across vetted cat-lairs;
and jacking canine sleep makes petting tigons share
a pealer of furry tomcat-men
who, handled by fang-tails, will fragmentise drakes with manes
and genius feline games
get sauced with rabbit countries

oo, a fatalist, press-paired, make eagles for babby counties
..
uh

*
larded lazy leopard-hearts get cardial under lyon leotards
and a candy cabler crashes
and a randy fabler crashes
and, ooo, as teeming teamsters track deaths down, then packers
will hereby surrender dogs to renal dick-ashes

tricklers who urinate down blind jeans must abuse legs with plasts
la la, writers on stone-storm
get forced to become bird-blind as a daffy diamate finger casts
a bled boy from a bone-storm
and, larded, a bed in an oven gets shitted aside tie-dyed corn
ahh, woollen dregs heap meat-pegs up very high.

Oh, a veiler of luncheons uses cowls to cock penile hides
Oh, a nailer of unctions uses owls to crop penises; and tribes
will assign bonces to aromatic deacons
Oh, a raiser of coffee functions will somehow murder gardens
and, once car-crazed, a puller of dramatic walls abuses reason

trippers who swallow slit must render pythons cold as brides
oo, lacers of gallow-trips must render pylons cold as lives,
and we grow, just like evil children grow
and we sacrifice dykes to devil semen where spermal crows
get clad in lost clothes.

and a heaper of leerers does its best king lear where toads
come leading sex to cremated chemical rogues

Uh.

*
scarf-burtheoned, a ladeller of leapfrogs turns timed turtle across
a meddler of devs and craners
o, scarf-sirened, a riddler of dog-gods turn a star-burn across
a peddler of divs and failures
and a locum to lost lowered faces dig amateur nurses where
a coda of cicada shades drags lagooners for faded eye-hair

scarf-surgeoned, a pisser of poesy must ride aside bruisers
ah, when a madam of a masted Venus drools, then noosers
come shearing hands from ears
and, lessoning, a listening sky-spear drags dangerous Daniel
with scuffed knees and scratched years

O, once along a wood-bine, tradlers of tawny tipplers will hit
a bunny bad brawl with florid emptiers; and cities under lip
must come to deride de woollen sex pond where eager shit
came cuffing saviours with brassic cake-walks;
and i will come again into the green Zion of de waterbead
and i shall come once again
beside batterers of cod-cold champagne

and active peasant Pharoahs forever tread pyramids
with king tuttering queen-bast feather; and apex-grids
appear to rain down under cleo-Egypt
and gun-pactive tree-towns to eaters owl-anubis.
and a guardian to shooters of earth religions remains
densely clistered for de gassy gaza

and elderly egyptian surreal pigeons believe in Mana?

END..

...
Copyright JDB 16/09/2021.

...

work-in-progress title: And As Butchered Long Years Breed Blood-Monsters
1st draft poem then poem-song

and as butchered long years breed blood-monsters
eyes, clenched, don tears;
and the ivories under holy ebonies cause sky-fears
o, as giddy diamate milk-spurts
then, gemmed, halted farmed men delve for skirt

wow, a dizzy mommy diamond undercuts hurt
wow, a easy fish-honey
arrive back home, where digger dig for shirts
and cavernous boys use money to steal dirt
from all-rounded filthy midnight carousels

*
and these are our butchered days
o, these are fields of cut murders; and, la la,
eaters of curves
appear rended dead; uh, a foolish failure
causes veins to resound
directly underground.

and these our heart-sea-harnesses and,
ooo, a fatalism aside cunters, then jams
will hereby sunderise pure lust: sweetness
softens pain with loud Israel
la la, oftentimes, routed wingers

capsize, and heraldries in dirt trees must
warn wise crows about cawing at lust
that carrion comfort is fatal; and cusps

die eternally..

*
hoh, a dicky ducky on a vile english cliff
appears fed to some evil lip;
and idolisers, moved, shoots sad mists;
o, la la, we fragmantise users of crypts
as we learn of faces and crayoners: La!
perfect bed-boys drink to failures when wrists
get easily slashed inside sex-transit

capsized, green genoa dips a sock inside
car-americana; and the users of sides will
cause ingenious revellers aside a lost hill;
and, lo, weepers shed sugar-eyes where lit
causes keen men to shelter under rills
and, scar-anointed, we rise from papers

hoh, a fucky wintry ovens capsizen for
a leader of evil hens;
and, ochred, we will send sins to war
and, pictured, we will send winds to gems;
and easily murdered
we must utilise purdahs from nuclear sins

o-la! as atomised human seed-shelters get
wanderised across milky weed, then pecks
will hereby shop all porny pee
and, uh uh, a puller of pony-pie-bees
will adopt swift sex till saddeners use leaves

for blowing bodices across nude purple teas

*
the directors of instant mind-floes use eyes for necks
o, fastening gob cuts instinctive drawl from lost pets;
and, jacking, we use pups to sirenise a ghostly slit
and, crapping, we use cuts for the abuse of ladies;
and, la la, a hurtler fed to waters
will snap a tortoise child

hoh, a dirtyer of cheese-slayers will use porters to
supper after canny puny bellers;
and, mastered, clammy moody cellars cause broods
to bed-ignite rummagers of baby pillars
o, dredging dog-mats will get kissering for mirrors
underneath blonde craps whose late night rippers

come back homeward when crayoners seize up

*
endlessness bays for a purple mister; o, a drowned river
come crying, will nakedise the sisters to arid odd rivers
o, we used comic dolls
o, we used coma-gulls
and, la, as we weave trolls, an eater of picklers gets
city-shafted across demure deaths; and comic legs
get mind-snapped

o, fascinating boy-bends will fragment father-kegs
with boney butcher-Zen,
and all made bed-removed must piss across pegs
o, a denier at sea uses dooming knickers to shed
salty bromide seed
fast against the decorous teeth of a nude sleeve

La La,- we come back home to find vinyl bees
come stinging old cold defunct record-dweebs

*
once looking deeply inside a pleasure trove
i will surely, beaked, don prides for de rose
o, entering under meats, a growler uses toes
to fragmentise all wild windows
o, we will suffer comic smiles as we radio
a geeze-radio
and, snappering, meadows must rise droves
deeply down, where a shadower will writhe

endlessness, slayed, damagers cabs with
fairy thoughts; and users in taxis will ride for
bombing drammers whose last gins use tors
for fir-leadening statues with wine-chins
may well supper after fork-spooned limbs

once looking deeply inside a pleasure rose
a vile whipper of dad-drives don grey ploves;
and i sit where i get keenly aroused;
and, mind-metred, we use dreamy dogs to
scatter sweetexes across fusers; and we move
mummy rich
across ill bled tits

the world is a bunch of slits: o, hot cripplers
hereby radioed, washes bats with lost rivers

o, here and now, there is a body by a lake
o, here, in a shroud,
a leaper of towns jacks fathers with snakes,
and, la la, i see now that sex has lost its spite,
and easterly arising rats
get covered with tarpaulin
and a lady moon comes too soon as lights
get turned down

down, down, down went a sea aside christsand, oo, invective ice
gets molten where a sailed snow-show
ignites sin with defecation
and keen coconut will constipate where
ideal killers die in a chair

o, here and now, there is a buddy by a lake
o, here, kiss-powered,
dimate darlings get shredded under pictures
and keen pictures fade
and dreamt rivers use minds for tea-trades:
ah, when molten emptied hens
get stuffed aside chicken lenses
then a buddy blown grey mind

bedazzles wintry summers with loud fires
and weavers in sealed flats
grit cold teeth as gasfires burn cats
and, o, holy feline men
feed lovely fish to cat-women; and spires

come sundering when pet-folks redden
all poem tides and all poet rainbows

*
and dabblers under wet fires will suck upon a jam fart
o, raddlers under sweat-spires will button gum to arks
and, vecchio-made, sweet fires appear spun from barks;
and, la la, daddy-glades will hereby supper for shampoos
and, la la, droppers, swilled, still doners of walls
come shattering deprivers of drills and drama-stalls

o, here and now, the issuers of fish-fetes will sprawl
deeply down;
and, oo, oozers, drowned, come uttering rude sounds
and, oo, boozers, crowned, come digging wastegrounds.-
and, lash-loomed, mentalis delves riggings
and, mask-swooned, heart-malice will warp bedding

human guns come back home only to find a river-pity
come shivering for eaglers;
and a dance in the dark leads midnight parks to daddy
o, a painter of sex-hoaxers ignites the guns of mammy,
and the world gets sofa-bound
and, uh, a gigantic sonar sound gets pissed upon

and dabblers under wet fire will suck upon a jam harp
and ripeners of thunder-spires will hereby eat masks
ooo, a rider aside rivers
here and now, appear leaden with garlands as flasks
glow, just like a glow-worm glows; and eaters of casks

get gutted by sweet rain now; and god's poet-tree
swivels about meat-pain; and growl radio uses pee
to star-water an amazing kitchen-cactus: ooo, teepees
get fed to dummy soft breads
and wiveners of cedar-bloods test for piss-pegs
and, fart-failing, believers in muds stink for dregs

Ahh, a hazy mazy amazing cinema drops film.

*
these are my kicking days where i push mind-salad around the town
these are my rippling days where,
once slumbering in cagy harness, sweet air forces dreams to drown
and a yellow crag gets easter-snared
and de gallows, scabbed, use rivers for gold ground.

the doctors to a fast bed causes leapers underground to damage prayer
the rattlers of vast dregs don saucers as a teeming tor aside grey crowds
and a rabbler of pegs sink peggy guttoral switches
across eyers of sludge-stink;
and flown flowers, budge-rinked, attend to lemons

and these are my rippling days where i mix corneas under cone-statues
and these are my kippling days where i tend to beef-thunder
o, a coded loaded kodak drifter snares hens then spares no lovers
and, once across a soft mind, teasing porn-pens will hide mammas
underneath patios of impure fitted pond-paddlers

ah, these are the drips i will forever feed: ah, these are god's saddlers

*
oo guttoral sandwiches use a molten sex-loaf for a keen cake-son
oo infected hand-switches cause dells to soak
up, up; and soupy handlers aside spoars use a drammer for guns
and, la la, pebblers of de penniless will sell cars to scissor-bums
and, la la, petrols aside dead senselessness must sidle for poked
oozing eye-popes
and, once inverted, muntioners of lasers shoot pears from soap
and, once perverted, muntioners of labia shoot prayers from stoats;
and, ooo, a cavvy of a keen-mind-killer
will surrender babby to dreamers: ah, jivers inside pippers will
cause driving rain to ride for screamers: ah,
luh, jazzers of pain collude with a scented mad guitar; and hills
fall then flail now.

oo guttoral sandwiches use a molten sex-boat for a keen grabbler
of devious danger-fixes
and, devilling, mangering twixes will slant dirt across thunders
oo invectives, fragmentising, issues cunts from tubing fathers;
and evil sex in de fatherlands
will summon mikes from motherlands; La, cardial future must
sickle up picklers from pinkers
and a wild rizla gets rolled with cancer-thumbs;
and, aceded from pets to drawls, mumma lungs affix dust to
unlawful wedded soul-cauls

ah, these are the drips i will forever feed; and sex seems blue

*
these dilly dialling days come shovelling nuts from the rain
these silly parching dead days
come sending baby potions to twintzy raves
and the sons of pan expand a doggy isle to ashen skeins
and, oo, when parents die
then a bender of psychic patients to a naked mind must
star-erase dragglers with eyes
O a daddy mapped room cages ingots aside jail-musks
and a rended party of blue faces
comes yielding sheets to meat
and, as weedlers ride, a soft slashed seat uses pus to
send breakers of brides to radio-wheat

these dilly starving heart-skin melts across evil sleep
Ah, raiders of saddening carts
shield a map-blooded scryer whose maidenhead reap
dazzlers from wodes of woollen jeeps
and a dummy gun shoots waters with pistols when
vinegar-fountains arouse bellers of naked bitumen
and, o, as old girls give birth
then, o, a mad world buries an old-aged earth
and, scented by birds, mallard men drag skirts for
dizzy dames and egit dying children.

i have overrode a blind plug with scarps and wards
i have summer-troved a mind-club with sand-dawgs,
and, oo, mentalisers of demure heart-bugs
get skin-flayed by radios and naughty germ-gods
and a bluesing side billows
mad mango wurzels from de gallows: Oh, bogs get
force-fed to eaters of xmas-easter
and a blower under bud breaksdown for blue nets

and eyers, plyed, curse a lichen lunacy with decks

*
where eaten samphire trickles, a daddy blade will
surely soften keen Babel
and a noisy flower shines when starry mind-mills
come sharding kecks with Bibles,
and divinity kisses necks when easy angels swill
nephilim sandals
and a daddy mien uses salt hens to suck hills

where eaten samphire turns, a daddy blade will
most certainly cry for fears
and when a sea of weirs widens, then apples will
come thundering across lobed drills
and, o, as mango parcels abuse fathers
then wurzels will jack all lovers

and, once upon a hen, weavers under plain covers
clamber across mammy mentalis
and, oo, crisscrossers, made grey, uses mentalis
to sharpen spind sins with rapine cock-digitalis.

*
where eaten samphire issues a tustly tissue-eye
then a daddy ermine
gets lobbed across vermin;
and vermeil faces find falons aside closed sky
and, oo, rended minds come lopping head-hives

where eaten vampyres, roped, feed from gloves
then bleeded bodifiers
must ascend naked vein-cloaks,
and easy blood defilers use deniers for dope
and, fired, good men lose a sex-job

ah, where eaters of weed fry bladderwrack, oats
get fed to goaties
and, oo, once aside a lady, parents to grey soap
comes weeing across lost ships

and mad men never shit; and latrines loosen?

*
invective soul-toxins appear dressed in sun-fires
ah, a plaintiff for venons use dragglers for spires
o, a puling body-puker
appears cat-rented; and blue cats will use lovers
to main-lead ears, eyes and sharp teeth under mumma
and, cabby coded, cicada city-cushions, la, dada
appears sweated where
ladeners of silk and honey dream of moon-snared

invective soul-toxins appear venom-planned: Uh,
once across a red earth
i sensed an urban deceiver come burying births
and, under tidal telephonic receivers, i sense curs
come centralising the blown sun aside Mars;
and we accuse red stone of sharpening bled curbs
and, la, while shuddering when i piss, i use birds
to sullenise dictations with neon shit-kissed

baiters of gassing evil lard-arse ginger; and curves
appear, and granular dirt statues fall like shot nerves
..
Uh Uh Uh,- poetry and science are very much the same
the rude mad dichotomy is the mad bad Void between.

work-in-progress title: The Enslavers of Soft Servants Use Reels for Yoyos
first draft poem then poem-song

the enslavers of soft servants use reels for yoyos
o, encagers of lost sea-paps use weals for silos;
and, sea-leashed, easy tree-trap use meals for ponchos
and, curving high now, duners of fused creels will
moony-mate dilators to coolers: facelessness swills
mouthless water

the enslavers of soft parents use seals for doctors
o, gun-savoured, kissers get furled across lickers
la la, and a whipper of misters carries lopped kickers
across dirty dick midnights;
and easers of flickers come dining with midwives

*
crudities, caverned, don unnatural misters
o, bladderers, ravened, stun pluperfect sisters
and, laden with rain, ghosts cut the face we tread,
and, oated, oaken guns shoot slutters
o
and, ashen, openers use boots for grey shutters;
and, oo, national fevers use navellers for butter

crudities, caverned, don bed-basters as eyers
shield conical cat-crayons under fever's spires;
and, ooo, comical ravens sunder Leda when tyres
come driving bawds to fast sleep;
and, oh-ha, a fatalist uses nippies for mass-meat

and pigs run dry.

*
when timeless radios drag noise for rainbows
o, as sinal body-meadows use boys for sweet crows,
and, buttered, babby windows appear fed to cloves
and, once across a nude smile, darters under de rose
sodomise puled silence
la la, as fatal bees swim by, honeying hornets use Rhodes
to siren after bellers of pure violence

when timeless radios drag toys for veined snow; and
bedded baiters inside scrag
appears now to become as cold as the hands of slags
and, watery now, carded gas has to bruise blue cabs
la la, as feeders of sharders grasp mind-flues
then a butchery of wanky bakers will murder truth.

crudities, caverned, marries meat as fishy dukes
stop for lost love; and painters of grass smoke puke.

*
curded scissor glamour appears ramming mind-mousse
ahm, a yogic river renders sex-pears from naked noosed
heart-minded killers;
and, wrenched, riders of rexes sear guns with puced
punchy wallahs
oo, a lady lion lantern forces vines to thrum when juice
comes ladelling pissers down wine;
and a force ten thigh uses towns for swine;
and, lo, curded scissor glamour appears reaming fellahs
directly across livers

curded scissor glamour appears damming checked mamma
ah, decked, mana uses grey tears to sunderise dada
ah, pecked, dinner fuses fast fears to sodomise grandma
o, a necker of miners comes in from gold as sweet gaga
appears netted by fissures in fished nets
and, la la, bedded cries must sweep ides from wrecks
and, o-la, we climb from blonde flowers

when timeless radios drag boys for toy-graves then lit
will hereby fragmentise all pegs and every single slit; O,
and once, when bolted, i uses kegs for easy lime-shits:
and, bonced, eyers weep for carted wasp-weavers
and endless cryers drop from markersons when clits
get dick-boned

uhh

*
when the evil octagons of mental fathers use fans for feet
then idle environs will suder petals with naked moon-meat
and, shuddering still, a mitcher under kids must use sleep to
seize slutty mass from river-heart-thunder
and, oo, a menstrualiser come screening mother when ooze
daffy drops penises under conical fathers

when the evil octagons of meany lovers use hands for sleep
then eagle-sun-drums will surely summon juice from sleet
and, o-yah, a comic cervix hill will hereby cover salt-tigers
with dairy thumbs;
and, radioed, a televison-stereo comes fawning piddlers
to urinate across guns

curded scissor glamour appears wasted under picklers
la la, we idolise jammy honey when we sunder ridders with
straw-cherry-trades
and, once dropped, we will come homeward to find cribs
as sweet as manger-flames

oo, juicy fruiterers will use apples and plums for swift pigs

*
o defectors of the mental dead will truss a cuppa
aside torn teas and children
o deflectors, dammed, scent bread with polluters
and weepers shed milked cemeteries
and reapers spread silkeners upon toast-bodies

the signal father revolves across smaltz when tar
causes roadways to rend stairways from dead tsars
and, la la, russian rizlas get police-smoked
and, la la, prussian fevers get panda-poked; and calves
appear arrested by a beef-animal,
and we worshipped the armed AIDS regalia?

and defectors of the menstrual dead will toss a coupler
aside spawns and classrooms
o, inspectors, made sand, judge teachers as if dead
and a naked jazzy mind-preacher
rocks for a loud world
o, eyers arise from gold
o, easter-xmas jumps the old; and wee willy Wendy
must get a job in the sea?

ah, a cappy coppice grate lets bad boys to family
and, uh, as grey cornets sink flakes aside honeys
then a naked mouth-nude must
entertain daggerers with prayer's puss
and a nunnery of a holy child
appears melted now where moggy holy water
causes utmost silver schizophrenia.

*
metallised sex promontories use facials for fingers
o, petallers, picked, sunder mad monkeys;
and a rented stickler of fathers jacks hub moneys
and, o, nettlers, nipped, sunder sad rubies when
ashen riveners dress down;
and naked pulers whose bodies puke in arms will
soften mind-riders with floaters underneath hills
and, o, drainers, snipped, sunder lime-heaths

and defectors of the mental dead will toss pleats
across venal mopped vaginal treats; and old jeeps
appear severing stone forever
ah, fatal rivering bone will shudder for false pleasure
ah, petrol peering homes will shiver forever
and, once along a drone, bees-lips must use feathers
to silence dogs with trainers

o-la, when a coppice grate snips rude radios then
an impossible porn-station forces dudes to send
dizzy dolls to cunt-castle-keeps;
and eyers widen
and pissers harden; and idealisers use cold men to
supper after falsified roman foods; and then we groove

forever..

*
oh once upon a blithe body, riders of dolls use writhers
to ignite mien along blue winters
and, once drowned, a bled band sinks under sphincters
and, sss, a lazy mazy crazy dude
summons sicklers from easy jewels
and, oo, a laden gun comes shooting murder-mules

as coverlets run bone-dry then painters of dead fools
come sharpening phlegm from feinters
and, uh, as we widen then we drag papers for rules
and a ruler on a razor
gets succouring labia from vulva-lavers
and a daddy drum comes woofing as percussions
get swiped from aphonal writhers

oh once upon a blithe boy, benders of billies get
swarmed by mind-toys
oh once upon a nuked boy, renders of red kecks
get stormed by world-fires
and a braker of skies crucifies flyers when decks
catch sodden girls inside sex

once upon a mind in a dead world, mentalis used
a fattener for wine
and, delved by vines, a red world daggers for fused
hectors and Hermes
and a naked blower heeds lace when coded sleuths
get remanded under herpes
...
ripplers of ribboned radios play sitars where texts
strip a babby down
o, sticklers, drowned, dream of cigars as towns
come shaving clowns
and a dizzy hip in a bathroom clears bathed crowns
from denuders of abdications and city-Downs

the easy days ahead hereby shut beds underwater

*
these are our vulva days when we dress drugs in petrol
o, as we turn a diesel head to fast children
then we shall burn
and, la la, these are our uvula days when we use dettol
to sud-wash penises with driven salt-metals; and evil
car-forces fleecers to pig out with red petals; and devils
cause gods to yearn for
angled angelled heaven-war

these are our vulva days when we dress drugs in metal
ah, we turn a petrol face to de family,
and, uh, a twirly shadow casts cabs across mummie
and, uh, we are wound in blood mummy-cloths as ladels
uterise blenders with clowns

and, oo, once across a town, a city aside a drake will
hereby sunderise blowers with hot hoaxed breathers
and, oo, once across a crown, a city inside lakes will
hereby sermonise all feather-graves with evil bed-drills
hah, a summery winter's night gets
vein-broken by snowy suns; and wetters of rape-rills
appear scuttering for tideless bible-kecks

o, these are our vulva days when we dress mules in masks
o, these are our mindless days when we dress fools in clasps
and, once dilled, mentalis will dig for daddy clothes
o, these are our vulva days when we dress labia in robes
and majora men dream of minora men when
drinkers of clittered screens use eyes for evil gold men

La La La,- we pattern poxers with fanny flowers when
Isis comes punching pealers from cranny showers; O, gems
devise hot salt nights from sleepy siren-shoved days when
carvers come back homeward to see bladers shooting friends

and this is the end..... Ahhhhhh. come and kill me soon.

*
micers under transfers use metal-glass as model rooms
laah, icers under soft burrs use thunder for coded dunes
and, o, a fascinating fast false fakir clashes with motels
and, o, a slayer of mad masts
will, surrender to de sailed-past will latherin salt hotels;
and, la la, dicers and lifers under darksome park-souls
appear moon-magazines

o, these are our cateen-hearts, and these days run cold
o, these are our latrine-marks, and blue nights play old
ah- a native to flour breaks bake with all God's soul: la?
a dirtyer of blue television towers
appear mottled by historic swift flowers
and, la la, musicals faces will trammel across riders

*
uh
these are the ragged boys whose headed hooded old wife
comes crying after mum's toys;
and a holy curtain crashes across nude joys
and a naked urchin easers soap aside dives when decoys
come rendering coasts as cold as families

*
and manless mad missions to a lost moon must derive
heaters of meteors with fans, gloves and bread-knives
o, a painter of mad evenings come showering spies with
featherers and sweet darjeelings
and a petal-sward gets fascinating dogs to fingerers
la la, snarlers under pets give a thumb to a shot world
and, o-la, manless mod missions to a crust moon will
hereby extemporise a blue bluff that leads us to killed
mirror-pelters

moisteners, drained, come swilling sex from mintaurs
and, oo, on a painted gun, weepers will shoot helters
with shocking car-sainted peerers;
and, mum-blorted, a venal vinegar boy will revere
massive cock and de garden aside tears and skelters:

heaters of meteors heed comic-madam as peppers
get lady-levelled with beaded cosmotic eye-lepers
and, uh, a fatal flashed beard gets rended by papers
and, smiling high, boarders of ears will surrender us
to blowers of cellphones and desktop; and pus-fuss
moon-mangles come scrying for crap-shots; and crust
comes revelling till the utmose dead get crushed

Ah Ah Ah.. and we rely on family bone and we must
use a canny crayon for a family stone; and we must
sunderise pee-chemicals with wifelings and musks

*
o a dirtying duped dame gets rubbished under rain
o a star-spurting milk-flame raise deaths from grain,
and a rotating moon hereby punishes hands with flame;
and a car-curtain dons drag
and a star-sea-train feeds stags as
a hedonist sidles across weed and purple eye-gas

o a dirtying duped dame gets punished under veins
o a Mars-hurtling mane uses cats for sparks as glass
gets sundering boats with deniers
and a wader under stoats fixes teeth with defilers
and a fazing mumma glows for sleep

uhh.

turid escallions abuse buddha wrecks and
tom-trampling madam trampoline will expand
a horse of a cough from the lovely dead: o, pans
get sent to a kitchen death as a flyer of old clans
appear dolly-driven for the turtle-turners of the earth;

and, oo, mandoliners swing to sweet harpers
and, oo, rumple-tweezers pluck dizzy eyes
and a fatalist in a bookies ride from sleep as prides
get strapped across a statue world
,

finito?

19/09/2021.

work-in-progress title: The Tractors Inside Lost Fields
first draft poem then poem-song

the tractors inside lost fields will use daisies for resins
la, insidious wives ooze peals
and, made radio, boozed reels come murdering weddings
and, in sad mallows, easy weals reap words from ceilings;
and, o, slit-sated willies will sunder pears with reelings

red fasters nuke bum-apes as cabbers whose sweet iron
comes soap-shouldering after baggers; and hot lyons
appear, once bolstered, shaving pictures: Lo, pylons
shoot fatal field-executions
and, oo, ozes under mictions will die for kecks now

*
the harvesters of shrillers will fragmentise hogs with sails
o, readers of hired waters wallows inside dogs as veils
sink pharoah phlanges; and stinkers in eyes use snails to
sermonise eyes and wept trees;
and, once grooved, snipt knees get scathed with shoes

red travesters noose rivers with flowers, and sleuths
come sharpening rope-wizards;
and, oo, wheatsheafs inside Essex heeds gizzards
la la, suzerain body-leaf comes scrying for pictures
and, sky-stained, bobby-thieves cut goddesses

bled burrowers use green fuses for aladdin's light;
and dreadful lamped skin
hastens to dry-cramplers; and mod men use skin
to ensiren gods, ghosts, and Paladin; and rites will
woof forevermore when bitches bark at lost hills

*
cascades of giddy gashed lightning will surely suck on burnt muck
oo, easy gods use ashed killings will
hereby, mushed, don tabs for beadings; and naked dollar-buck
must, plushed, ram labs for bee-stings;
and, la, a fascist faceless mabs sink eyes under hospices and suck
appears wedded to greedy cabs,
and all the wide world is a cage
and all wide men are caught within it,- Lo, a patient of rage guts
bleedering bladdering starfire
O

these dummy days that lead cars to money will drive sex when
daffy blenched clay-hats use vans for mammy;
and, la la, mentalities, coached, coax beds with milky granny
and, la la, soft closed seed-trees will reel inside de family
and, o-la, tasted eye-faeces robe dweeb-teas under bevvies
O

cascades of giddy glassed lightning will surely suck on sluts
and, painted by dairies, a milky calve-claw uses beds for pucks
Uhh,- we soften scythes
Uhh,- we don deadliness,
and, oo, sonar solar sonshines will cuttle piers with scribes
O

uh cascaders dream of head-swine
uh rummagers, screened, spray wine; and men will sleep now

*
the shyers whose summer silence will sodomise red fields
must, pillared, use autunm-violence to radio lost eye-reels
o, pushy pullovers use girls for a TV licence
o, lasy oozy mind dudes swirl boys under purple yields
and, latticed, swung tubes cause joys to succour seals
and, ravishing by, gun glues drag toys with super weals

cascades of giddy gassy bed goldfish hereby swallows
to serpentise a fixed fuss-bed
and, once ravened, crowed creds come shooting ledged
feline fascinating felicities
oo, mongers of dirt lobbies will feed fists to families

the skyers whose summers cry must encaged diggies
uh, pokers of bruised tonguers
come spraying vixen oils of foxed head-maze: killers
wind wiveners down to hero-zeroes
and, weeping, towns under shapeless haloes will

come back homeward to a naked nuclear grey pills

*
and these sacremental sacrosanct days don rizlas
from picklered penis-cigars
and, oo, a tobacco paper gets made idiot by
fingerers of salted heart-peppers
and, bashed, bastardisers in rivers must get scried
as dizzy postmodern dancers murder de sky

la la, a cabin in a classroom gets lauded by musk
la la, a lab in a staffroom gets lauded by dusk;
and a evil paed gets eaten

and gassy tonsured horse-head-men must use curves
to moderate bones with beacons,
and, spa-stoned, give disks to head-treason, birds
come chittering just like bled bats
o, summery sea-cusps hitch skirt-cats where traps
get too near then get tracked down

la la, a cabin in a glassroom gets swarmy towns
come deceiving ghosts with the less believed

defectives cup dizzy nippies with twixing creeds
and, once shitted, poo-pippies will use weeds
to spunk-sink parsleys across cullered sleeves
and cardial petrifiers cuss cunts then kill knees

*
bad boys raid the radios
teased toys raise light's rodeos
&, oo,. vagina hill is close behind such
mod mumbos must be fucked
-
mind winter goes to Hell
Gary Skies rings a prison-bell
& bad Mummy studies fist-ducked
keen cavvies of men & woollen
scope-sheeted rosed women....
oo Gary Skies, i've been painting me the gary seas
gorilla-taping all the keys which drive
inside the poppy trees
oo gary skies, i'll never know why gary dies
oo gary, gary, gary-.,.
gay gobbed horses net a naked room, as wives
widen into Buddha...
la la la lahhh uhhh././
bad boys, pistols & ploves
makes my heart seem the heart of a rose
bad girls, pistils & plagues
makes my heart seem as old as the grave
& old handed weepers raise
gary skies from out his gary sleeves
& we jump for a stereo's noisy need
,.
Gary was god's Minotaur
Gary was love's centaur spy
Geary Gary was god's kitchen door
Glad Gary heard the Mission asking why
men and Ghosts get high...
-i-i-i-i-
self is a Lie???

*
blown sky-high, a miraculous dolphin inside sweet rain
lashes deniers with immaculate dauphins
la la, a sea of slides uses pools for endorphins and pain
comes sundering beds with soft pins;
and an easy cryer carries hands to weepers; and sin
turns aside a tawny sea-bit?

*
oo and we have blown the sun sky high when moonish wives
come pinching eggs from deep tables,
and a whacker of dregs comes whipping pegs then sweet winds
hereby, head-smoked, hummers whose drummer wines are spind
must come chanting an unearthly blood mantra;
and hopers of cunt-jam sheds a poking sweet sex dam for
all idle murderers
and wicked men in de wicked hot cold coded earth will snore
aside eye-apnias
o

a fascinating farm pharoah will varnish Aladdin with dwarves
and, once across a barn, meddlers of passion will reward
lost defunctive killers with porsches and Paladin sky-wards
lo, when molters noose diallers
then a mouth in a sleeve will forever telephone after dark,
and, la la, as we extemporise blue feathers then brewed carps
come sirening
and a clicking knee that buries de burned underneath bridlers
has to, once snipped, cut kneeling cunt from naked drivellers
o

and as weepers drink to milk weepies, then creamy drivers
came back home to find a petrol-bed fitted in bathrooms,
and me and mentalis causes dettol-bread to fuse denyers;
a fascinating farm pharoah feels for penis phalanxes
huh, proctorates, balmed, reels for harnesses when despisers
will most certainly bugger royal honor
O, -

once across a cleaved spind mind-spinney, users got hurt
by a spanish hostess whose dress gets sleek from sinning
and, uh, racy radio-roses mess for pets
and easy lady wild-folks use heavenly wildlife to split
cousiners of broads and broods

END

these are our mallard days
these are love's laden tea-trays that lend teary talkers
to buddy broom-handles
la la, friggers, duned, bed angled angels when drivers
come sweating skate-optics

oo, a rented bathroom appears cleared of soap
oo, scented cunt-room appears seared of soffits;
and as easy mind-sockets seem speared from dope
then sandals must render bedposts as dead as rope

*
puckerers of iron lasers shoot cuffs from off twixed wrists
la la, latherers, Zioned, scoot after loss
and the promises of screens cause lips to crisscross trips
la la, candlers, Lioned, scoot after dross where lips
get routed under mental glued fire

these are out mallard days; O, these are naked rosehips
and, la la, a laden lolly lever comes spending lost ships
aside bone where kiddy drink stone; and ogled tits get
sundering by: And bloody trinkets use flays for debt

*
larded candy hearts hoop after massive mind-maids
la la, sharded sandy coops
come shining; and a dad at sea uses sails for roots
and, oo, mentalis, maimed, cuts vales from boots

puckerers of iron brothers shoot musk as age blazes
o succourers of tigon mummas
come swivelling across ligons when catty leaders
get shelling hands and knees.

*
ooo and we will enmoll a beshrewer of gold men
oo and we shall star-wall a monkery with women
and the heaving hinneys who dress for children
will, scarred, subsume fugues where benders rend
portals of pluperfect strangers
from scufflers of scurriers; O, brothering hens
will appear shafted in both ears when
sex-scrapulets, spind, dust tears for dirt miction,
and the buriers of spinney pus
come snorting under ginnies,
and boning bladder-crap gets hissed inside ice
and, o-la, once upon a trap, sweet cadaver-mice
get sundering high
and ash-humans drink to pies when sailed tribes
lose utmost faith

ah, it is affirmed in babel-law that ebony eyes
will render ivory stranglers as dead as real minds;
and darkness thrals when blackbirds cheer all times

huh?

*
blown city crafts get buttered to necks
baying cut masks
get fed to dives where five waters wreck
hands and cold knees;
and deniers drag stockings across dweebs
and fast hagglers scream

and i will lay down my sweet-eyed girl
and i will use crowns to
star-pelt god's child with dead pearls;
and, ah, as leg-sitters seize
then, la, i will supper after fat seed

blown city crafts get buttered to necks
o baying drapers
dream for curtained evenings
and, carapaced, some turtle ceilings
glow, just like demolitions glow

ah, once upon a fed mind, veilings
get in the eyes of mad Man
ah, once upon a fled mind, Kaplan
gets dragged around a sex-world
and weepers dream of a nude world
and awakeners ride the Thames
lahhh

blown cities cry
stoned fevers sigh; and death
comes very soon now

*
there are one zillion spatial horses here
o, aside lungs, there are fatal hillsides snared
beneath deceivers of female hair
and, la la, denoters of gob give glass to fear
must extend lips to loud ruin; and cold tears
appear sweet to the oral-touch,
and a whipper of ponies cums galluphing
across busy hands where mad kids sleep

there are one zillion spatial horses here
o, inside suns, there are natal clifftops snared
under blorters and dun crystal; and old prayers
command the dead to spin sandals;
and, oo, as painters pry for oil-skin, then larders
appear fed to pepper-papers
o, a laden sky-latent dolly-noose sinks knots
under glisterers

and the doomy starred gilly deniers of sex
strangle an estranging moon where soft pecks
cause penises to spray urine across gal-specs
and, la la, masoners to dizzy parenters deck
ready-salted veins,
and i have seen the dead die
and, uh, i have seen devs cry until stone-snipt

oo?

*
23/09/2021

work-in-progress title: The Fatalisms of Five Million Warred Men
first draft poem then poem-song

the fatalisms of five million warred men will hereby
shelf-sunder a cabin filled with scored men,
and a moon-star uses hills for the signs of women
and, o, as faces cry
then screwed laces writhe

the fatalisms of ten billion children use eyes for gold
and, la la, eyers of spiderers
appear fed to cryers; and de streets of dirty will
car-collonise beds with liars

*
the navellers whose eye-spines use bodiers for skin
will, warded, use sky-wynds for nooses
ah, a darter of dudes will sunder spind tie-pins for
extemporisers of daddies
ah, a farter whose hips sway must use holy claws
for the pendanting lip aside blue musks

the navellers whose wife-rhymes use verse for minge
will, swarded, use mien-minds for clues
and a flagon of tears will surrender never; and winds
flow, just like sweet hills
and, oo, mentalisers of drills
must sunderise the deftness of hands and ole minds

o, fatalisms, scattered, appeal to jams as coolers
summon defyers from wagoners; and eyes ooze

*
the fatalisms whose mind-drives use blenchers for winds
use a hiney-honey leader,
and, o, money-cunny bleeders use rocks for channels
and, o, lady-funny reelers
get smashed

uh fatalisms use heart-cries for benchers and seagulls
don blazers from school-mulls;
and, o, dizzy reapers of mule-skulls will use dolls
to extemporise sleepers
for how sunday shows.

the navellers whose mind-scribes use benders for
headless innerds; and darkeners force febrile wars
to supper for blonded hardeners;
and, la la, fatalisms for farmers get guts dyed.

*
driven money transceivers come sliding for sculleries
o, rider-dummies receive sweet lungs,
and a painter of tits cups fannies under blued mums;
o, ripplers of gouramis kiss snakers
o, grinders of sliders, bunnied, raises rods from guns
aside bakers, where a butchery of red cod amuses
fasinators with labelling lechery

uh, navellers who dream of berries cut scissors
with burnishing christ-screens; and odes to rivers will
forever challenge hens with stereos
o, riders of mammaries catch ole video as arse-holds
will sink some shit-ink directly under bruised bowls:
and, cherry-soaked, milk stinkers
don ear-pieces shaped from silk-basters

driven, coded cum-careerers use suns for razors
and goaded star-denuders will use star-saviours

*
yeah, these yoyo hedonists who guide guys undersouls
will hereby lead hobos to water
yeah, these pogo scissor-slits who slide mindlessness
aside blonde tides will use water to
milk-baptise dogs with daughters; and naked shoes
come sun-piddling for starvers
and, once piled, digital whores will summon labia

yeah, these yoyo hedonists who grind musk will roll
deeply down yields where reel inside the East
yeah, we gather up the teas when we use de Beast
to sermonise binders with peas;
and, oo, guardeners of jigs come jacking trees
and, oo, shardeners, ribbed, come whacking yeast

yeah, these yoyo-poncho fatalists use hired robes

to cherry-slumber after diggers of fusing eye-lobes;
and, la la, connivers of conifers will drag sea-toads
for affixing frog-counts; and ponds in sea-clothe
get sundering higher than lives

*
o, seagulls, agers, colostomies dream of surgeons
o, regal starvers of ancient seas
cum crying for acrid blue-beads,
and, hooded, an evil christ skewers grey breeds
and, la la, i have seen conservers of fay steeds
star-crumbling where paddocks wedge
dressless dressage under focal human heads

the evil easers of beckoners will send dogs in heat
to daffy halls where moon-crashing heart-sleep
goes swingeing across heaven's breasts; O, meat
gets tied down devil-legs
and, spied, a neon dilly bed sees feline dregs
come scattering blues all over the world

o, seagulls, agers, colostomies dream of spurgeons,
and, once upon a mine, a miner for cold
sees razor-guns shooting a jazzer
o, regals, riders, cemeteries scream for ladders
and mice shake where women shiver: Adders
saddle de magi
and a magnet in de sun glitters in closed folds

La.

*
o, seagulls, agers and posted lovers must use bedsides
for germinating fathers under stone-dead mammas
o, seagulls, agers and oasted fathers mist use gravesides
for exterminting larders;
and, la la, fingerers of fevers sink thumbs into apples
and, la la, car-jerkers drop man inside guns as chapels
adhere passioners to cops

o, seagulls, agers and oated feverfew must get scribed
across baker-butchers,
and, made petrol, granaries must use screws to describe
a dummy wife from a lost sex-watch;
o, a natural natalism causes anal aneurisms with
baring hips and hispid valves
and, la la, once along a mind, mettlers of gals will rid

greasy aviaries from dustered wives whose robin-grid
gets slaughtering the utmost break of diurnal red cribs

Uh.

*
bunny budgy boys teem with fans as blue glovers use islands
to render deaths with screams
la la, bendy river toys scheme across fangs
and, idolised, riders under dreams send beds to lost england
and, made high, renders of screens send beakers aside islands
O, a massive doll-attack will use a vine for a brain
O, a massive skulling cat dons sea-sands from pissed pain

bunny budgy boys teem with drams as greeny goaty grain
appears cunt-soiled
OO, writhers, coiled, seem ribbed with gas as dizzy dames
come crying after neon moilers
and a vacant lady will always render toilers as old as veins

these are our poet trees where idiot scrumpers screw drains
these are god's sonless sea where ingotted killers use brains
to banish salt banana aside haired easers of milkers and,
as rapes roll by, a zero hero will don cream as creamers ram
holy scotland under holy ireland and christ-Wales
la la, we will serenade God
la la, we will dig under blood

and then we shape Manhattan from idylls of skins and women

*
ascenders of milks and men will hereby scatter flaked skin
across ballets where pigs spin,
o, criming hares race for rabbits when a naked star of wind
gets snaffling dirt; and, la la, habitual cars use a tar-mind
to snip closing clistering tangerines;
and, lo, attenders of silks get scar-confusing
the umpteen crashing teeth of martian killings; and vines
appear lamping for meat as radio-monkeys use tea-wines
to source gins with fabled glass

and these are our budgy boys who forever maim canaries
la la, weepers will rendorise toys with spun curators;
and, o, as memories cry, then boncing lungs must pass
de graised glasses of sky; and dancing drums will grasp
helenic hero herons from duster dens
and, laden, patrons to guns will gust oceans across masks
,- an idol to gasses must run all women through
,- an evil nuclear back-passage atomises queasy Dough

and, lo, bled pulers of gashes shut the blind boys down
and, lo, as red rulers save the lively blind will see towns
appearing wed to vision; and paradise men will surround
all disabilities till disabilities get stoned.

uh, dizzy mind-mangoes get lasered under beer-bone
uh, easy head-quangos get led to vined fasters when drones
appear swillered; and drivers of truths prove a sea of scones
easily drearily swept from celled self-sex

La. as uses of men build brides up high, blind gals roam
forevermore where a guded labrador lives forvermore

ahh

*
these easy eateries now attended by men with constant cardiacs
will, made peasy, cone-crowds spy-men with instant cadillacs,
and, oo, dizzy bone-shrouds will arise kids from killer dyslexics;
and, oo, fizzy stone-towels will forever
writhe from a slid sea to a bakewelled feather
ah, easy memories now cement sky-gems to earless sun-rats
ah, peasy mammaries swell for sofas when capturers of bats
must seasonise heralding cells with chokers

La, as dementers wed soul-decanters to smoke then ropes
will, mars-decanted, appear sullenised by dopey gem-pokes
and, once along a crime, weevilers had to run dry,-
La, as incenders sweat, then daffy cabs will get denied by
easy bikers whose riddlering bed-crab
pincer-fleeces dudes with soldiering mind-mags; and wives
wolf-widen

uh. weepers use milk weepies for crayons as flamingos
get slutted; and fascinating babies get collonised by tit
uh. weepers use milk bobbies for canyons as hired windows
drift to sleep when countrifiers under ravens drop like lips

*
the tigron in its tears has to sunder hi-lights
o, plectrums, seared, have to sing for cigars
and widening Mexico
has to warp Africa with India; and mad crows
come cawing all year
and, la la, my head spins like a lost tear.

the tigron inits tears has to sunder moon-mice
o, erections, stalled, use sitars ,
and a burnt heart-hall forces stupid life
to get slumbering forever: odes to rivers
ripen when darters use a markerson.

these televisual days where i watch mirrors
will certainly scatter raped seed across tors;
and i have overseen
blue Germany and Belgium seizing whores
from nogales and ruins.

O, once upon a bled mind, i saw deniers
come star-strangling ole wives
and, once upon a red mind, i saw saviours
come knocking after bread-knives
and an eatery serves food to owls
and, slammed, burrs get led to fowl.

Uh Uh: eyers may well grind to nothing
Uh Uh: prisers may well use ceilings to
come igniting bones with flowerers
Uh Uh: riders may well weel for covers;
and bedded slaves

stopped dreaming

*
the sylvan milk weepies of one zillion babes will fascinate
openers; la, dirty riders eat bum as esculency uses fetes
to shiver-sell blood-buns to exigent emergency; and dates
appear, slapped, as acrid as the beds of enemies; and gates
star-hanger hoopers across vines of petrol; and, la, fakes
get cunny cured while ancient easy dettols cause cream-capes
to sunderise coasts with body-l'amour
hah, an idealiser under fig has to sweat for antiseptics and
coded basketfuls of drakes
will come back homeward to find the acid dead undead, and
friggy smoothing mind-statues must attend to edgy bread

La, as dementers wed soul-decanters to evil wind-screams
a puker, puled, uses death to spirit-shiver;
and, oo, massive fuses drink to lighters where cigar-screens
appear, once moved, as smokey as a cigaretted lung-dream;
and, oh, madam macadam will
burn swift lips to death; and gunny bride-bends will seem
as blue-cold under wrecks when butcherers of semen
come bastardising decks with wheat-stemmed sirens

and ghosted gob-god-lost mien will finger after gardens
and painted gasped bod-lots use hills for hot garlands
ahh, these dying revolving graves sink hands into marsh

*
once i saw a sad world made cheerful with tears
o once i observed the mad,
and, these dead days where asylums use spheres
must send laddies to closed cabs

once i saw a sad girl made cheerful by old fears,
and we observe the photograph
and we conserve a sea of masques
and, la la, eyers of shrillers must pay for

killer graphs

*
o, we extemporise a moonless sea
o, we rend chilled minds
and, car-loaded, rocketers with bees
use honeys for queeny wine
and a dumb dollar pays for timed
british money

o, we extemporise a moonlit tree
o, we send rivers to soft shows,
and an eater of fountains
will surrender cars to ole fountains

as easy sovereigns breakdown
then evil herons will seize de town
with vacant scissor-snips: crowns
abuse all seeds

*
these are my mallard days
these are my lasting poet trades
and, oo, as i lead cats to water
then deniers use dogs for doctors;
and an easy devil
dances under angels

these are my mallard days
these are my endless days when
i spend all poet-times sleeping
and eyers have to scream?

o, we extemporise mamma
o, we rend treetops,
and assaulted fields use mana
to wash defiances down
across raining mind-Downs

*
the renderers of pure derision use abolished hands for knees
o, deadeners of forced prison pinions blood inside mad trees;
and, la la, entertainers of demure poison
hastens to red mirrors; and ferine mental venom uses beads
to count the dead as if fawning to missions
o, renderers of pure derision use sirens to shaft easy cells
o, patrons to fast concussions get deluded by sonar bells
and a swiftener of grey cousins
come coursing where idle incest for faloners in sweet hell
and a prince among thieves
loosens delicate rivers from rapine dreams

the renderers of pure doomed defilers feed sweets to
riders of decorous blue-rain;
and sliders of blind-baited dumb veins ravel under
urchins of revellers and green-crated beer-bled fathers
and, la la, devillers of sea-screams
arrive back home, where shelves ream roaches from mummas

and ghosted gob-god-kiosk trembles for purple deacons
and, moistened, sobbers in pentecosts cover lip-ryhthms
come dilating beside the rivers inside red rain; and drummers
star-strangle hearsing horses get rode across bled Numbers

and i will sodomise death.
and i will fragmentise sex where bellies breakdown
across a model sealed schizophrenic tea-town,
and, oo, a motel-mind
gets wet with hostels and swingers,- aside debts
a crawling currier of cans sweats after beery decks

o, does wild oestrogen force brains to wretch?

FINITO.

work-in-progress title: The Chicken Saviours of One Zillion Hens
1st draft poem then poem-song

the chicken saviours of one zillion hens will force men
to hit to an egg-beat
o, nylon berets use heads for sleep;
and puzzlers, bruised, come warring for gold meat
and a blown sky of raveners will damage herons with
bastardisers and fierce honey;
and drivers of piss come crying at a blind wheel

and i will sodomise creation where I enter into meals
and i will fragmentise dilaton
o, a baker of dizzy mud-flies use air for mint-reels;
and a cicada-cunt-crop
gets murdered as lovely rot uses knives for seals
and a father-naked lady drops sex across mutation

*
the bloody blazers used by adult children appear bedraggled
aside busters
and, labelled, drivers of eyes will supper for fed fear; O,
inside laughter, a spiraller, dyed, will butter war with oats
and, den-eyed, divers in eyes will scutter

and i will sodomise dictations from drawl where coda molds
summer drummers from wintry eagle-seasons;
and shrill cappy lists will use hats for surgeons,
and, oo, a natalism, in hills, will hereby suck across stoats;
and a mumma cat
comes murdering angels

*
a flatterer of milk fatalities gets shafted; O, easers of money
come scuttered across blue memories
and, noosed, a bastard aside families will use eyes for rubies
o, flatterers of silk modalities get crafted from ooze
and, la la, rilks aside red robberies get led to lashwide nudes;
and peerers of wives
hereby sear gob with drives,
and sunderers of gods come wiffling

and i will sodomise my own creation as forced eyes use dudes
to scar-sharpen sties with sweet vibrations,
and daddies to tides must nestle for intimations about rude
car-torrid spies;
and, oo, a radio wife will come scattering star-fires at tithes

a flatterer of milk nodalities gets shafted; O, easers of honey
get slappering with bakewell sticks
and, fraggling, skids with tits come cupping lit with baby;
and i will extemporise the sex-past
and i will seminise the sex-mast that leads boats to seed;
and bloated oceania uses dukes for masks

*
the rotators of one zillion horses horde hips underglass
lo, radioers of citying heart-purses
get scudding across netters
and, made caddis, at atomic bed in petallers will gasp;
and, shot, Paris uses India for pickers
and, shot, India uses Africa for features, and casks
star-course eyes for disney

the rotators of one zillion hearses horde hits undergrass
lo, televisers of guns come cutting sauces where
basketers of lungs
lunge for biters; and liquid opals feed ducks to chairs
and, oo, a facer of fans

drops hands on de dancehall when spinners use hair
to supper for headmost drawl

Uhh

fey girls in a goosing wood feed cats to fat cranes as cut swallows ride
forcing fixing skies
and i must go to shut the suns of love or else find fear outside me

When once a sea sucks water then
sliding seashores fall into a spindling
wind, and fathers swim a sea's of decorous demure pistol-wind

mumLeaping louring seas end in satin sins
Gilled kissing seas hiss and eyes are tides torn from castles and
leaping laughing rivers eat sailed stoned cut hot men and
we feed on a drowned child

any good words said should astound the whole religious world
and god was our own personal idiot remand
and whippers of wax drive across a miraculous island

easy dreams are sadly raised from doters of hearing
easy dramaturgy sends blue theatre to vaulted fearings,
and a father to a dead sea-foal
surely hisses for bed

the signal sun is in lost sky as a devilry of cancers grip to
easterly arising city thieves
and i suppose we haver to say
that all poetry and science are much the same,
the dreadful dichotomy is the human void between
...
we signify pain by appearing young while old; and
wiveners of rain will succeed a keen smile with hands
and the rivers star-astounded by fierce islands will ram
all life and light and self-inceiving
foetal brigands

these are our mallard days
these are our fathers whose mothers mount contentment
as the very first things humans lose
and heady head-busy bonnets under hoofs
must kiss a level town and lead graves into noosed
city crowds

ah-..

*
And mummifiers of lonely clouds snap pansy nerves
and drummifiers of stony crowds snap
all recusant drivellers; and a stoat in trees uses curd
to sermonise limes with craps,
and me and men and a bunch of saps
have come homeward to find all dinner banned.
o, a naked nude cantata fuses walls as sweet rats
appear deified by man-father

And mummifiers of lonely shruds scrap panda-bird
oo, catters of gods come punching bats
oo, battlers of mods come cunting mice-mats;
and masterers use gobs for ceilings
and, la la, moany mad mead toasts sex-dealings
And, bullied by glass, a stony briny bedside coast
uses diners for crust
and, sallied, sky-plasts will cause strange bloats

to broaden heads into fires as gassy grave moats
come concreting ice with grassy towny bed-blokes;
and we drive until headmost lungs get murdered

forever...

Eyes told on you and your mamma when a
golden blinded summer fed death to men and
i kiss a tree of cold as tongues taste tans
oo-.

when once a sea of saviours feeds on Man
then, delving, a lea of lovers feeds Man
And god is dud and his son a mad klan
AHH-.

Dirty boys in suet urine eat cud and sand
falls where eyes of deserts growl with sand
and I am a breathing brother to god's dram
OHM-.

old rivers rain from raping roses and
I am a cutted cunt and I am a tree of clams
And gods are cast from caves as men land
Facedown in a tree of a green-eyed island
ooo-
aHH-.
i am a flamed god and god is my sex scan
Oh-.

*
O, I am a sad sodden boy and I am
A dud boy who eats veins from cans
o-.

i am a wet boy when I am sex and
i am a dun boy who eats wed winds
and god is a romancing gashed guide
ah-.

Purple pealing peas feed skin to spind
weeping wives when
horses heal halving fathers and men
end, and I am a devil and wet men
oo-.

Gals taught me about the sun and
I am a scattering sea of dumbs and
Mojo peals my prick as angels land
facedown in a tree of ghostly England
Ohm-.

Lady love is a losing lover and I
am exited when rivers kiss my sky
AHH-.

And all glad youth is torn away
And all sad flowers have withered away.

*
these old hot cold funeral days come scrying for mercury
la, these rolled soft gold fun cauls
appear peppered by rear-walls; and diarists in centuries
applies pots to kitchen tears when crammers use drawl
to suffer patients of acrid spheres
and, O, a mettler of dog-sashes use keen pets for fathers,
and catty christs must lead dogs to lovely families

these old hot and cold funereal mazes where we sprawled
directly across remanded gourami faces; and kissers call
aside tit-willows when a basking statue in sands use malls
to eerily sweep slaps understreams;
and we will go downstream to find a daddy dumb stall
to sell helter-skelter cakes to racist mind-wars

purple robed penis pissed poles accuse death of using
doomy stranging denier
and a lousy sun of gem gets mauled, then mam-readings
will approach devils when
a dated protractive moony spun skin
gets, here and now, sweated for gun-gin; and old earrings
get busted by crows

once across a sex-mine, i taunted de Thames as shows
came homeward to find dressers inside phlegm-snows
and, oo, an easy idler
comes enstatued while stone-shrewers cup tit-riders
beneath the wheatsheafs and the Isles of Mut; and crows
come back-to-front

*
on the feasts of unleavened
the only flesh eaten will be the flesh of Eden
with a cabinets burning on the limbs of a shawl
the only brandies then will be the fawns of tides
let wet to the children of last night's tawse
candle-gods until the roses
get sundering under lost mind-eyes
o on the feasts of unleavened
the only flesh eaten will be the flesh of semen

the catacombs of crucifiers don woopers
the diamates of reddeners stun blinders, and
openers of coffee stones
drag dragglers for bones
and an awakened heart, starved, abuse seasands
with tawny teasers of grey malts and islands
and an entertainer in a vest
summons cocaine from endlessness
and dragglers of salt-pain sunder tomorrow

i have seen weepy wine made grey as souls
i have seen empty vines made black as gold
and a weeper of star-signs
come scattering lemon seed across clothes;
and motels, sirened, seize crisscrossed troves
from daddies
and. oo, eyers of pure sex must stop laddies

Now... oo on the feasts of unleavened
the only flesh eaten will be the flesh of spind
buzzy burner men
and i slam a weeviller with swifteners as gems
grow, just like a dancer grows,
and, spooned, sad cancers crow as old men
send drabblers to sleep's rogues

and a dummy drum dreams of pogues as sin
gets spun around a pissed brawl,
and eaters of ground hiss
and reapers of towns kiss
and, o, oozing emptiness sunders grey lit

uh
.
these days of deus ducts dream for malls.

these old hot cold funeral days come scrying for mercury
la, these rolled soft gold fun cauls
appear peppered by rear-walls; and diarists in centuries
applies pots to kitchen tears when crammers use drawl
to suffer patients of acrid spheres
and, O, a mettler of dog-sashes use keen pets for fathers,
and catty christs must lead dogs to lovely families

uh uh uh. Fishermen of sweet drowned sin metes cunt
to lashy eyes and bosom-readers; and evil sky-spunks
will jacket cool devisers with holstering medal-junks
and idecent pets on de rain
arrive homeward to find a bubbler of red cranes
falling as piers and hotelled sea-rubbish will strain
across duke-damed drivers of duders and butties

and, o, once upon a town, somesome sank coils
deeply down across threesomes; and danky oils
will utilise milked mien-vixens with sonar cradles
and, mains-minted, decriers use coners or angels
fleeing from space
and endless eye-lace sees angels burning under
ancthers in holy sandals

and the dregs of middays force lunch to strangle.

*
The innermost fire of a wishing-well
delves salt for river seed
o, a donny dreamer hitches her sleeved
sylvan swathes
& a coddy killer girl jacks faces when
old stones listen to cathedrals.

if first it was malice which sent men
spiralling down a flower
then it will seem to Alice that power
corrodes inside a bent gun?
....
when idiot leads burn a town
then shirted darlings will crown
body bays with hired horse-hung
baby fats..

the cats in the flours are mine
, & a diesel castler cuts whined
neddy meadow warmers.

i have knived against my dreams
when laces of disfigured canteens
& pissy men of losel men dine
in hot walled neon darkness..

overladen, i watch sex curve
up, where jabbers of sadness
pocket willows & die for birds

o does heaven dig for dweebs?

*
"24 years remind the tears of my eyes. (bury me now, for I walk with you).
24 years, yet I’m still alive. (take me down to the river, do). 24 years
of reaping the rise, and still I feel in love with you.

24 years, and I’m
still alive. (take me down to the river, do). All alone, we walk on bone,
melting away the spheres of night. All alone, we talk of stone, strange as
severed summers bright. follow me & I’ll follow you, follow me & break on
thru..

24 years remind the tears of my eyes, 24 years reveal a hollow
disguise. each & every day, we pass away, carving out the scandals for the
jesus crew. (take me down to the river, do, take me down to the river,
do).

24 years remind the tears of my eyes, 24 years of your booted shoes.
(take me down to the river do, take me down to the river). honesty shall
outlive us: just as waxen faces fade to red, love shall not forgive us,
nor the sun of beauty heal the dead. 24 years remind the tears of my eyes.
(bury me now, for I walk with you).

24 years remind the tears of my eyes;
24 years, as cold as blue..."

*
when the birth is red and the coming is real
let me lie, emptied.

*
JDB 26/09/2021.

work-in-progress title: These Are the Badges of Instant Drama
first draft poem then poem-song

these are the badges of instant drama
these are the midges that sting fly-karma,
and daddifiers in ridges get rumped for death,
and dead men use eyes for meths

o, once across a town a little voice awoke
inside butterers whose sounds used smokes
to issue burnt bread from east to west: coats
cause denial as pigs appear styless as stoats

*
these are the badges of instinctive graves
o these are the hedges that pine for slaves
and, once pierced, ledgers under bled trade
uses footholds for pleasure

and once across de drowned, hoists woke
within a chalky head-sound;
and, la la, budders undercrowned is soaked
with dirtyers of cockle soaps

shhhhhh.

*
oo these are the budgies of easy winged cages
oo these are the buddies who sweat for rages
and, uh, when borders get moved
then entreators of cutters come using smoothed
stone-statued sculpted moon-stasis,
and de worded world will come to nothing

oo these are the daffodils that grow for faces
oo here are de goofies who drink for soft cases;
and, once sweated, pulleyers of rinks cut spaces
from easter-riven rain-rainbows
and ideal rivers must sail till lakehoods die

*
ah, there are tutters nearby
ah, there are rutters hereby shaping veins for cliffs
ah, there are topplers near that raid blue coffee,
and, paved, pushers of blown blood come rending
salt sleep from codded seed

ah, there are tutters nearby
ah, there are couplers here that render boyed greed
with lobbies where friends lie down
and, roped, baby-body-clocks grind for towns
and, flower-raised, daughters

get cat-drowned.

*
ah hereby a national sea of sin arrives home to
bleed till sleeved
ah hereby international trees use wives to bruise
a fotal fatality; and eyers seize poos from chemics
and, o, a ladener of rammers
unravel for sainters and glamoury chick-panic
and rodeos seen star-ribbed

ah, when radiphonic meadows entreat mowers
then rudderers of sweet pogos eat with killers;
and idealisms come drinking milk-potions: Oh,
once across a sweet ceiling, I fawned to groves
then came back home to beautiful sweet birth;
and seasoning hide-bone snaps

eternally..

and the keen stars shake
and the dreamers dilate; and prefab castles will
supper for grooves
la, a painted bell-brood will sup for clues when
tawny buzzy streets get dirted by wet feet

ah hereby a passionate huge sea gets cut down
.
*
when silenced by diners, i saw a swarthy cummer in the dark
gathering up lemon bees from de Beast; and i cut fingery sharks
with prodded buller sand which trickles from treacled boy-tarts;
and easers of pealing watch-strands bubble across sugar-sparks
and, la la, a donuy of a cock-cram clappers vinegar inside Arks;
and, lo lo, a hummy hitler-ham handles nancies with brown-arts
and we weedle under sticker-scram with pokers of bell-barks
.
Arrowers of natal navel-nubs rub paladin with forcing farts
O marrowers of fatal cradle-clubs rub aladdin with love-carts
and a mower on its sensual side widens under lippered hearts
La La La. Weeders of yellow weirs wire secret signal marts
with a lazy loony wanky shanky shandy sucrose mammy-marks
and i hastened to a public loo when devouring hissy skid-marks
and, oo, i am assured that sin will eat its fish-n-chips in masks
and wiveners of soap wode eats doners in a naked opened loo.

tidal sparrows die for meadows and a shriller of a night-nude
ennooses eaty Ides from shadowed bone-bridlers of screws

*
tarted fanny family jams get hereby vein-fluted
o hearted gob-mammy gets fed to sungrain, and, oo,
when lady-fire stops for de love-god, softeners move
daddy riches to sweet tears;
and, muled, missives to donkey-fathers; and bed-bends
get masted with a dog venus and a dead pumis;

tarted fanny fanny hands get laid by faith, and rubrics
assign sulky primed acid-waters to de croons of fabrics;
and lady-men use knifes for sex-puppets;
and, made gabby, i use pleb-pushers to damage snippets;
ah, evil eager baddies swill beer-necks
ah, evil eaten scrammers eat a dead child

wow, these even droppers who sink puss inside miles
will, made saxy, jazz-swing for chalked pinks; o, dials
come piddling on a hill of poo-stacks
and, sirened, we will find buddy toys getting smashed
silently around a belled mind

and pining tea-leaves get gathered in a seed of vibes

luh

*
once car-primed, dodderers of sweet vermouth silence
will, depressed, shoot looters with deep sperm-dusts:
o, when nuked hearts change, then bruisers of junk-tusks
appear leadenized with essential sunk-anointers; and silence
is, fragmenting high, shooting beds with a curt sun-licence
and, doobied, eyers of rooters get entitianed with milk-musks;
o, once spined, dictators of fairground death;
and heart-missioners, gobbed, grasp to medic sky-sex
the glaucous of a buttery bird-smile leads bosoms aside
a bloater of burns and acids
and a weeper, permed, abuses hands with wide lashes
o somebody here has sucked love's cunts
o somebody here has junked passion's river; and ashes
get curried where a damsel under tashes
gets sundering hocked hearts and wed sloanes
and these are our mallard days
and these are our shouting days when painted graves
come thundering after stoned
baby villages

o a daddy butterfly uses a moth for a petrol-sign
o a daffy moon nooses crocks with gassy ensigns
and the mad envois of the day
come shaking moist boys with felinities and minds

these aspic words i choose to write will cut tines
from old aged pompidored combs
and eyes will see rise again the raiders of old domed
body-batchers

o a dizzy parent to tailors dress a squb in tapers
and a mixer of a mind-razer
ingnites flashed midnight when a parching failure
comes sending cats to blazers

o a daddy butterfly uses a moth for a petrol-spine
o a messy easy fly pulls a penis from sweat-grime
and a hero's evil head
comes amassing wolves from reddeners abed
with christs and the son of bread

*
la, la,- wow, hereby i squat on the neon mud while shaping
softening smoothers with spoiled hands; o, a loser's grieving
get lunar fangled with digital flayers of ten zillion cat-reapings
la, la,- wow, hereby i search for young skirt but find killings;
and, uh, a poker of pussy plaits get combed until kicked

to mean murder-death; and breeders may well use tips
ahh, a beamy mammy-death squats on forced mud where
sweet ionisers sharpen illing cops; and, lo, young ken must
surrender sulliers with bolted peasy green cheese; Lahh

*
fragmenters of cummers fuse glue-fires to plastics
o, dotty dreamers sodomise curls,
and the drams under heaven hereby storm red rain;
o, clotters, mazed, go weebling after sandy sea-trades,
and the dogs of the quartered hour gets fed to dust

fragmenters of drummers fuse glass-fire to mastics
o, a laden loony flower cuts cake with dreary thumbs;
and, wailing high, sucky nut-crazes get led to dusk
and, railing high, mucky slut-races nuke ghost-guns

as we weeble then we sidle directly across saps
and, sex-deceived, when oaters spew, easy cock-fats
have to hereby suck a body-nut until
amazing trampolines of circus-bone drink to drills

o, fragmentised at last, the citadels of Gwendolin
come suppering for casts
and, sloped, chalkers for marches burn bins;
and a wicked girl is held from the sky
and a fatal woman gets celled with caged lies;
and, la la, when life dies on its side then minge

must sermonise drink and shutdown the past.

*
the heterodoxies of all death's pale crown wil hereby
nude-glisten; and all of sexy dirtyers in town hereby
succour for a supper on a roof;
and dangly danger-gals who ride upon the hoof will
anoint baby muck with sugar-suits;
and a fatal face-farmer must use salts for deus
and, oo, once upon a lovely suicide, selves swilled
four zillion pints of pissy teased ales

fragmenters of drummers fuse glue-sprires to welled
accidental wounds where the suitors of the dead swell
up, up, up; and ochres of elderly gentleman's relish
gets pulling pies from limers
o, eyes appeared washed away when easy writers
come campaigning after closed chippers; O, riders
ignite bombs where a fotal city-pyre abuses bridlers

de heterodoxies of all death's pretty sound will hereby
star-strangle heroes with wastegrounds; and dirt-dives
come haggling after dammy dom daniel;
and, lo,a parker under damagers will broom for drives
and, lo, we will run from our dives
and, o, we will strum pig where idylls of tithes use
sovereign attacks for rigs

Uh, fragmenters of drummers use the last city
to taunt wine as a giddy english snail loses pity;
and a locum of a gas
comes witterig for the war-masks when evil baby
gets falling one million miles above stilled birth;
Uh, fragmenters of drummers use the lost rubies
for metal-deflecting shire-sunderers

and de heteredoxic envoi of twelve zillion moors
attract killers to the east of Ilkley England; and, o,
me and my divine yorksire shadow
come divining evil nights from evil dreamt day;
and, la la, we come for clays as chillers in shallows
appear burned as prigs self-drown.

*
and this hot cold earth my children breathe has to
listen to dairy scrums
o this heated wide birth has to sunder leaves
and macadam falls in two
and mad meadows suffer glass
and a sunderer of mothers uses lungs for glebes,
and a rotator on the moon
cums shining
and a dilator of high noon shoves candlers around
easy riders of bleeders
and the summits of a flower rod grass with towns

chief modellers, maimed, crunch on Marm as clowns
glow, just like a crow-man glows,
and a dizzy dolt crows as woman inside a rose
suffer for vaults and bird-glass
O, a baker of islands shoves punnets under cloves
and rattlers of sea-sands
don dressers; and eaters of blue fans drink hosted
g-&-ts..

i have seen easy cats made code
i have seen queasy bats made code
i have seen dizzy rats made code; and wide bees
must sting salinity where waxing honeys
cut granaries

down.

*
a transfixing father-failure uses messy madams for shavers
o, mind-twixing bed-failure uses kissy gardens for shavers
and, gun-gaped, a soft lunge in a pissy garden uses shavers
to widen butters from blithe hitters and the world's slavers
o, a cakey cummy coup-de-tat rock the undead when slavers
drags meats and mutton with boned bared milky fists;
and doomy deniers sink dervishes beneath snotted drovers
ahh, as mentalising digital harnesses reachout for mothers
then blooded muscled sea-pushers rotate when grey lubber
comes fragmentising dippers
and loaded lousy land-pippers use heraldics for brothers

a transfixing dada-favour uses messy arms for steel-saviours,
and de dummy flower that leads blooms to doctored lovers
must hereby thunderise the monsters of one billion breakers
and a fascinator, sea-prised, comes sucking mamma-makers;
and, o, where buttery bastardisers cut titties from rapiers
then a teeny teeterer who fell from high rain will come using
eggy entertainers for dewy dells
la la,- mussellers don wards from hell
la la,- devillers stun stores with hero-cells; and men shooteth
uhh, and a daddifier of mumifiers will sunder chopped coops

peering pissed kisser gouramis will perfume purses with
grimed shampoo men who live in a hill where children thrill,
and the daffy divers of soothers come weeping in a stilled
kissy camera-kodak; and shriller stays aside a crofed murder
gets statue-swarmed by daughtering strays who died in a day for
reapers of feral daffodils;
and kodak mod kinema boys give mastered toys to wiffle-dils
o, a stationer who sells tobacco paper, then smellers of spils
get mongering high
o, a pelterer of scimitars appear shedded from neuralisms
la, la, a cruiser's dolt must writhe for rest when grey prisms
get ignited by the depths of a tom-cat; and female prisons

will hereby seem cunt-drunk and left outside for god's dogs

uh. uh, a twitter of a bossed head delimits drapes from gods
uh. uh, a splitter of a crossed head delimits snakes from blood
and, oo, a martyr to the moon melds sea-wits with snail muds
and, coaxed to side-grind tunes then a lotus killer will smudge
conicals from daphnias
and, lo, across a sworn town, a bottled insect on its sides will
exonerate spools from Downs;
and a layering leaper of rivuletters come stella-scrammers: heels
come snuffling for gold clouds

and when the undead dead appeared rocked, lunging star-reels
unravel until kitted clit-snippers ravel into time; and moon-meals
fragmentise everything.

uhuhh shhhhh/

29/09/2021

work-in-progress title: Whence Forced to Bang Foreheads
first draft poem then poem-song

whence forced to bang foreheads, the kids who shooteth up
will, den-attended, move fans from snappers;
and a fatal fat fjord that moves cats to tears will use queen tut
to vamp after gelatines and rat cappers
o, whence forced to hang, blithe couplers hiss for king fuck

and when the dead undead appear rocked, then blue mush
will hereby blend plastics into tears;
and mixers of manxes come using ears for eyelids
o, as weeblers in shadow get wobbling, a dated mind-child
sips mealy dirt-milks

*
whence forced to slam horders, me and my dirty meadow
appear rammed by disorder
o, a naked seed-hand atomises orbers when damaskers
come wallowing inside these word-orders
and poet trees use hands for knees where bodyers show
crowed clouded souls to eyes in deaf-need

and when the dead undead appear cocked, me and sleeves
must, extended from wet beds,
appear rubbishing for sweet minds and easy heart-dweebs;
la, la, as we winnow for winos
and, seem vine-crucified, a lady in a hill comes birthing

careering Mars-battlements; and filthy sods eat ceilings

*
when forced to star-mentalise a daddy mam-deacon
comes, when coursed, to sue a buddy dam-beacon
to ensash dollars and pounders
o, snapperers of wallahs use resounders for semen
and, loused, easy biters will hereby split demons

when tawsed, a naked dizzy girl-bum appears dumb
o, divorced, a naked fizzy wet woman whips guns
and, la la, as extenders flow, then chillin' spud-sons
come twirling bed-caners
o, dividers of dairy day use night for flavourers
uh,- diviners of gaffy clays

enhill muttoner of nihl fixes, and sisters use fists
to suss a sperm-diner
o, as we go down on mirrors, then deaths twist

*
the herpetic users of crayon VDs will hereby dribble
directly down a salt-chin;
and, oo, oozers, spind, use malts for rills; O, scandals
interfuse Hector with Andromeda,
and reapers of Leda will dominate dogs with mangles

when tawsed, keen sex-caners drink to sweet chains
o, an eater of dreams gets sheet-soaked,
and idealisers of summery lips suck guts and drains
get flushed down devil-toilets
ah, a naked head-inspector will cut out forever

Uh. emotive parcellers can eternally kill pleasure
and, la la, weepers weep for Cannes when pleasure
gets brutally murdered; and evil lit life goes on and on

*
these are our power days when we lead dogs under bark
ah, a slutterer gets easy
ah, a couplered sex-daisy comes enstatued under parks
and, whippy, mentalisers of guns use candles for daddy;
and, oo, sally radio towers
will hereby soften tallows with bowered TV druggies
and, la la, whence skin topples
directly beneath sweet earth, a nuclear feather must
drag amnions for fag-ash

when tawsed, keen directors of doomy denial will
star-truss a postmodern zimmerframe while dills
sink a soaping pissy candles in god's thighs: thrills
prove lord jesus the actual son of Gods
ah, a bakewell mind-dart uses throws for dun blood;
and, uh, interus Jesus must
feed a shitting crucifix to a buzzy cross; and, dubbed,
we see jeerers of real Angels
come slumbering for weals.

oo, as a wizard time flows high, weepers cry for milkies
la la, as a gizzard mine crows for lies
then, dumming, natal jive-throws will slash across dreary
moppy broomers
and seconders of mermen carry us across nine seeds
and reckoners of cured men marry us to mind-pleas;
and the active sex of Hell
reels for time-ravellers; and coaters of bells don weed

uh.. espy eager river-men come grinding pepper down to dust
i espy leafy mirror-men
come sundering wintry summer with codicils to mermen
and, o, as we flash aside Numbers
then we lash a bible-usherette to fingers
and deniers in the rain raise a romancer from sewers
and defilers in de brain
get sweated under grain

i espy schooled ones made idiot by cheap denials
i espy ruled ones made-up from pornosapphic smiles;
and a dog on a mad moon
comes shuddering as meat drops
down, down
O, once upon a mind, ingenious saps caused cots
to shake dreams from pretty hair;
and writhers, stunned, shimmer under sweet air.

these are my mallard days
these are my final poet-days; and as eyes arouse
a roasted rose from spindles
then decriers of guns shoot paddles with lintels
O, a dizzy denuder of cables
sinks radiophonics inside a sonic TV: jams ram
wraiths under stables;
and coded sex-kodaks use men for heels.

*
reelers of dishing mermaids benumb a body-chart
dealers of kissing mermids get fish-hung
and a bath at sea
uses soap for seeds; and a green-assed heart gets
fed to fleas and fly-sets
O, issuers of naked rafts use fans to travel under
wrecks; and a bodice-moon sears crying thunder
from wailing ashes
and, stepped, a fleeting glimpse of a lazy lover
comes ravelling into time; and time fuses fever
and a boat of blorted faces
fascinates bone-bracers with evil mad racists.

these are my mallard days
these are my ballad days; and codas inside us
raise some hot fingers from cicada sofas
o these are my final days when i will use lust
to poeticise plumes and soft combs; and sonar
has come to wash me down
and rooms, jammed, must strip me down

*
made evil while naked, ropers of robed defiance
appears shredded by daft dopers
o, easy cande-paces ride for soakers as compliance
will sink pinky pushy winklers under beats;
and beer-men blow
and sphere-men flow; and daughter feed a rose
O, made nodal, faces drag dust for reeds
O, made terminal, space bags musk then weaves
a gossamered sex-spider pee-valve

readers of doomy droners huff words of cum
ah, decievers of broomy soldiers use heart-scum
to demonise every single face of this mad earth;
and, oo, my mamma handle gets pulled upon: Birth
gets mar-stapled with
inedble red confectionary; and cocoa in a grid
snips brainers of instant smoke-chocolate.

oh, a fatalism, shopped, carries pompidores to
international bed-disease
oh, a facelessness, copped, uses caves for reeds;
and, oo, timelessly led to cocks, we sleep in bruised
canted cafeterias when
lea-&-perris is used by ashen
common women
la la, knotters of snotted p'licemen come home to find
over one billion bodiers in the walls of their minds

oo, once we get crippled, then we will study how to grind
potted wheels under rippled
sea-phlegms; and eyers of mummies will cutout

here and now and eternally forever; and mad kids shout

*
and a rippling of god's men come spitting ghosts at angels
o, as rifling pods come using smoked seed
then opening female tweed appeals to penthoused wool
and, docked, a cavy of cagers will use caddis for fools;
and, la la, docorates in lasers
get dummied with blaring warders made chill as heels;
and, lo, a mind of Mistress Naples fixes tubes to navels
and, oh, a mind of Madam Marvels fixes chews to cradles,
and i come shooting just like twelve gunned Gabriel
uhh,- modellers, crushed, have their airfix thrown away.

oo, a napled lock gets turned with cake-keys as day gets
hurled from a beery pub-cliff
oo, a fatalism, stopped, appears burned by silent sex
and, glassed, rockers of cockers come churning sex with
petrocides and petrol-butters;
and, la la, a defacing imbecile Hitler shaves his wife with
brain-damagers
and, once caned, a sea of brens must drink to a bridge,
and, grown old, a tree of dens must use a suicide ridge to
supper after de forks and spoons of an evil ludded pig

and leaders of dizzy dauphin dolphins drown for lepers.

*
Leaping louring seas end in satin sins
Gilled kissing seas hiss and eyes are tides torn from castles and
leaping laughing rivers eat sailed stoned cut hot men and
we feed on a drowned child

any good words said should astound the whole religious world
and god was our own personal idiot remand
and whippers of wax drive across a miraculous island

easy dreams are sadly raised from doters of hearing
easy dramaturgy sends blue theatre to vaulted fearings,
and a father to a dead sea-foal
surely hisses for bed

*
the favourite dilly bunny flava has to hiss across boned china
la, greyers in delis use hummed labia for seasoning st vagina
la, depravers of honey crazers, used, melt puss under miners
and a dogdazing caned hound-grave
loosens daisy tit-silks
o, leanders to the lost heart, my usury of slaves cuts whelks
with edenised adam anansee;
and, la, mettlers of edams will cause cunt-farts to remedy
instantaneous mod-karma
and, ooo, doctors to blood dramas force fistulas into stilts,
and these loud lady towns get drowning in a boat-flat where
evil clowny rope walkers
come diseasing dope-dinners with daddies and bay-porkers

oo, a nippler, knocking, gives suck to an oven-fly as chokers
come extending red cuntings to muck: Ah, a bathing moper
comes slunderising all outelbowelled fuck; and coded pepper
cuts a daffy glans from a titty bagging swab;
and we who are all too young will listen to the rear of de tongue
oo, a riser of wool-munchings
must extemporise evil wyndings with heated burnt hotels

oo, pomanders tilt for a picky picnic park and goofy diners
come peeing in the grass
oo, depravers of silk use a porky ill-nipped bark for fevers
and we sail to the heavenly wounding of a sapphic mask,
and, la la, weepers shed sweet tears from a piercing flask

uh, once across a bad bladderer, acid bread urine casts
devillers of dross across balded badeas; and wet-wasps
come sitting on faces till stung to fucking sex-deaths: o,
I will idolise peepers
I will shut gods down;

*
lo, what with mucky sticky fruits gone falling down a cunt
then a modeller of toffee shoots
hastens now to this stewed void; and waiverers of junk
get crying and crying
and, wetted, wound spying takes secreted photos: ceilings
feed fruit scribes to rainbows
and, oo, at a rainbow's ebb, a fastener of daddy dreamings
cascades across a loaned flower

lo, what with muddy dicky fruits gone falling under lunch
then a rodeo ripener
feeds false crows to sharpeners; and a dogdayed father
gets car-shielded with naked navels and stomachers
and a rich pig glowers
and a witch pig glowers
and a naked body-shower drags swift ice for figures

lo, what with dizzy cunny pears come weeping rivers
then a dummy mummy gets wound in clothes: melters
cup defectives in twinned hands and
coteries of spun skins expand sands to England, and
eyers of featherers use swifts for thrushes and
extensive meddlers fuse lips to brushes.
.
*
eyers nearby will pollenise dubby dil-gals; o, looping mind-lessons
grabble for earrings and bottled piss-valves
and, swaggering by, huge puppets aside a cosmic fun sex will
car-suffer after furry furious instamatic coded kodak; and reeled hills
arrive back homeward where buddy birds fail to breathe..

oh.

*
Lazy mad pneumonia uses dirt lungs for plaid
easy sad soft ruiners
get slapped
and a body-burn enbuds calves with easy graves
la la, a daddy farm gets led to pigs
and mammy measures fangs with salt-figs

lazy mad sun-aromas bedazzle a fang-flower
and fellowers of Ishmael
swell up as a dogdayed sickly camal
towers over god's bed

lazy mad puemonics abuse dirt with graves as
eyers closedown
and daddiers to Downs erect walls for glass
and farriers under sounds
abuse death with de underground

La!

*
dogdazed jilted moon cats count from one till dead
o, a hissy hip wagon searches sleep from piss-plebs
o, a mounted ferret gets stoated under blonde skies
and the fetes of eden drip across rose-fences; lo, times
go resisting self-arrest till venom breeds evil dances.

uh.

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