dedicated to the genius of John Lennon
image of the late great songwriter, poet, singer, musician genius John Winston Ono Lennon.
IMAGINE THE WORLD
imagine the world in its finery slippin-n-slidin to a wondrous sea
imagine a lantern in a mountain taking a trail into the trees. imagine the
world in its finery slippin-n-slidin, where marvels spree.
listen and together we shall see just how time shall wander free
listen together and
listen now to the size of the sacred crowd
imagine the world without no
spurt taking a trail to birthless hurt. imagine an earth that knows no
name forever leading shame to flame.
imagine the world without all pain
taking a trail to the summer's stain. listen and together we shall see just
how time shall wander free. listen together and listen now to the size of
the sacred clouds.
now its not hard to imagine life - just open your eyes and
sense the knife. now it's not hard to imagine life - just open your eyes
and seize J Christ.
listen together and we shall see just how time shall
wander free. listen together and
listen now to the size of the sacred shroud
i saw Mnethna watching the wheels?
..
copyright jd 1999..
..
WOW,
wow, when the matchsticks in the caverns
crusade for burning men in war
a
crustler of lost children feeds the wards
and a terminal hospital on the hill
raises dizzy radios from televisual ill
wow, when the matchsticks in gold ovens
shine aside female cheese
then we will suffer selves as if killed
o once below a time, i saw my mum
laid to daddy waste
and the gism on love's tongue tastes
as belly-sour as a glass of snakes
and a bodier of flexed grass tapes
cicada men with cicada graves
wow, when once statues burn
down
then a licker in a hirsute sea of Downs
races adown a forced lip whence
scarlet bedlam enters into clowns
wow, once in sex-virtue, a city wench
fascinates small death then drench
eagle sky with bad beds and candles
..
o once a ruddy day, i abuse myself
o once a fucking night, i used wealth
to pay the way for my long fever
and a cat in corn mewls as she claims
a doctored tawny fool from chains
cicada shade scissors lust from veins
and
a carapace uses turtle cochineal
to ram down the pepper honeys
and a fastened car papers moneys
and a god of guffs grabs for grained
familial city war; and glassy monkeys
loosen aped ties
o once below my mind, i saw Hermes
carrying juniper to suede and herpes
.
END?...
Copyright jdb 2020.
..
and the anemones weave - in the very middling centre of a cave at sea -
mister mephistopheles sits down for tea.
set to, and the lamplight's motion is lighting the blue, and from the
middle of thunder come the guests to be, where mister mephistopheles sits
down for tea. and here there are potions and purple pomades, and songbirds
and dovebirds and fashionable raves, and here too are sermons and songs in
high key, where mister mephistopheles sits down for tea.
rainbow, at the end of the night, inside the other side, within the
smoking of a pipe - in the centre of a notion, in the middle of a plea -
mister mephistopheles sits down for tea.
midnight coach, and the best of the men wear a scarlet broach, and the
best of the hens wear a shaman's beads, when mister mephistopheles sits
down for tea. and when the evening's at an end, hellfire burns, and the
selling of a soul is all that's earned - and the hellfire burns and the
hellfire flees - where mister mephistopheles sits down for tea.
and if you
should wonder whose teacups glint, then look no further than the eyelid's
blink, and look no further than the fathomless sea - the haunt of mister
mephistopheles...
Ask my lady what she really wants to be; she says, Baby, can't you see:
I've never lived, all I did was try to die: so I say, Lady, needs must the
will to cry.
Crazy is the harvest moon, crazy is the harvest tree, crazy
is the harvest moon, crazy is the casuistry...
Ask my father what he
tried to do; he says, Son, I did my best for you: I never lived long, all
I did was pine away: so I say, Father, needs must the will to pray.
Crazy
is the harvest moon, crazy is the harvest tree, crazy is the harvest moon,
crazy is the casuistry
Ask mad Tarsus just why he chose to change; he
says, Man, best I did was to derange: I never cared much, just chose to
lose my head: so I say, Tarsus, needs must the idle dead.
Crazy is the
harvest moon, crazy is the harvest tree, crazy is the harvest moon, crazy
is the casuistry
Ask the Lord why he went direct away: He says, Man,
the best I did was to betray: I saw the stars fall, but never thought to
trust: I say, Jesus, best you find the route to lust.
Crazy is the harvest
moon, crazy is the harvest tree, crazy is the harvest moon, crazy is the
casuistry
Ask me now just where this life will lead: I say, Woman,
best contest this devil seed: best destroy me before my light burns out:
best try to break my brain than live in endless pout.
Crazy is the harvest
moon, crazy is the harvest tree, crazy is the harvest moon, crazy is the
harvest factory...
STUDENT OF ORCHIDS (after John Lennon's 'Working-Class Hero')
You can promise me riches & famish my mind, you can plough me with fixes &
publish my rhymes, you can give me a billion &
set my world free, but a
Student of Orchids is nothing to be.
You can buy me a girlfriend & promise
all time, you can suffer my silence & straighten my spine, you can giggle
& gaggle & be wild & free, but a Student of
Orchids is nothing to be.
When
they've told you I'm sentient, well you must see that the sentient soul is
all punished by greed, & the key to it all is that sentience flees, for a
Student of Orchids is nothing to be.
You can pamper
my mystery & make me
fly, you promise me garlands from heavenly skies; but there's only one
thing that you really must see: a Student of Orchids is nothing to be.
There's a cloud on the summit that never climbs down, & that cloud is
before you, that cloud is a sound, & there's only one thing, one thing
that is key: a Student of Orchids is nothing to be.
& there's only one
measure, one thing that is key: a Student of Orchids is nothing to be: &
there's
only one measure, one thing that is key: a Student of Orchids is
nothing to be..
are we on the night ship?
....
Copyright JDB 1998
....
SIMON ROLO
Simon Rolo, Marco Polo:
he's got trumpets going solo: has a pair of
dolphin boots, a walrus lantern & a suit.
In the summer of his eyes, Simon
Rolo's bright disguise parades in seashore
rhapsodies, spastic rifles &
high trees. Marco Polo, Simon Rolo: he's got doctors in a folio: has a
grasp on magic science; a starry beard on skin defiant.
As his history
rocks & rakes, Simon Rolo finds the brakes: driving, driving all day long,
Simon Rolo sings a song.
Simon Rolo, Marco Polo: he's
got dates with
Tolkein's Frodo: buys a ticket for a ride, shines his shoes & shines his
eyes.
As he swims in Autumn seas, Simon Rolo's senses heave: gliding,
gliding all night long, Simon Rolo bears a son.
Marco Polo, Simon Rolo:
master-mistress to time's solo: got a wallet in his ears, has a bike with
ninety gears. In the sermons of the skies, Simon Rolo waves goodbye, & as
music here abounds, Rolo's world slips underground?
...
Copyright JDB 1998.
... BUDDHA CAT.
Yellow mellow custard colonel, mellow yellow bustard dog, purple strangers
spy on mangers, mellow masons yield red hods: in the singlet, under
hammer, beneath the gauntlet of a gun, mellow yellow is the fellow to the
spermazotic sun. Here is the Buddha Cat: a Buddha Cat has fifty lives:
here is the Buddha Cat: a Buddha Cat lives
in a hive. Mellow is the yellow
halo, yellow is the bell of praise: under thunder, snapt from tundra,
mellow metal flumes the blaze: purple rangers spy on strangers, mellow
myrtle is the sky: under thunder, snapt from tundra, darkness spumes &
fusion dies. Here is the Buddha Cat: a Buddha Cat has fifty lives: here is
the Buddha Cat: a Buddha Cat lives
in a hive. Yellow come the eyes of
empty, empty strikes the dollar que: deep in signal skeins of plenty,
mellow metal summons dew: in the anvilnooks of madness, down from
graveward skies, all love, like some manna man of sadness, scatters seed
on heaven's rug. Here is the Buddha Cat: a Buddha Cat has fifty lives:
here is the Buddha Cat: a Buddha Cat lives
in a hive: here is the Buddha
Cat; a Buddha Cat is Jesus Christ: here is the Buddha Cat; a Buddha Cat is
Jesus Christ.
Word of dementia; heard it on the underground: web world, Uh, dr dedly?
Copyright JDB 1998.
... MEADOW BABY LOGIC
Meadow baby logic, madam hypnogogic: baby, lady, Sexy
Sadie's rocket; for
these bad fruits, I rail & sail into a century of masochistic sockets; &
then the shogun berry rolls, rocks & rolls adown my pickled
chin, & meadow
baby is Sexy Sadie & Sexy Sadie sires me a meadow wind, & meadow is mellow
& meadow is yellow & meadow baby logic is a chinless
halo, & meadow baby
is Sexy Sadie & Sexy Sadie is meadow baby king.
Meadow baby logic, madam hypnogogic: baby, lady, Sexy Sadie's rocket;
gorillas going sonic are the sermons in a bonnet, & meadow baby,
crabber-locker lady, is pornographic sonnet to the sea, & pornographic
sonnet is a rocket going sonic & rocket going sonic is a mad oak tree, &
Sexy Sadie is crabber-locker lady & crabber-locker lady is meadow baby
spring
& crabber-locker springtime spreads its wings.
Meadow baby logic, pornographic sonnet: baby, lady, crabber-lock laconic;
if I take me to a dance,
shall the crabber-lockers rave; if I take me all
a prance, shall a crabber lock my grave? & if Sexy Sadie ain't meadow
baby, might the crabber-locker lady
cry? & if meadow baby ain't Sexy
Sadie, might the crabber-lockers reach the sky? & if meadow baby ain't a
crabber-locker lady, where the hell might Sadie
fly?
Meadow baby logic, crabber-lock bubonic: sonic, sonnet, proof-reading in a
bonnet: Sexy Sadie, crabber-locker baby, sonic, sonnet, crabber-locker
tonic: if the meadow flies, shall the meadow maidens rise, or shall meadow
mellow eyes come tumbling from the skies? For a meadow is mellow & mellow
is halo & halo is as mellow as a yellow blade of grass, & meadow is halo &
meadow baby yellow is Sex Shakespearo & Shakespearo under glass is meadow
baby logic, is the hypnogogic vast...
...........Copyright JDB 1998.
OOOO
and oo how i long to breathe cake into my lungs
la la, oo, how now i heave for cake, o, how now
my
indolent expression of a cake has to cut now
the weddings in blue bakers burning and yearning
and oo, how i long to breathe cake into my lungs
la la, wow, how now goes the clouds
la la, yeah, how flows the summer's shrouds
and i idealise
along a naked bun which star-crowds
easy ribbony moneyed monkey guns
and, sssss, eyes turn inside de sun
and, sssss, minds burn up when a city of treason
swallows penny pentacles from testicular reasons
cicada shades shove scissors
down the hose
oo dramatic vinegard graves piss across a rose
and a naked moon mum sharpens splitted clothes
and a nudist naked migraines
mess up for twisted daddies and schizoid stoves
and i have a table on top
and i caress a
god-shop..
oo how i long to breathe cake into my lungs
la la, oo, how now i have for cake and how guns
shift inside a porn oven
shapes a grave from onion
and a glassy gapper grasps to cum when onion
swills a raisin down from
peppery pooching drums
and, ahhh, when a sweatered sea of suns
comes hanging at god's window
then a peeping tom becomes a sexy tomcat
and, o-la, me and my dying granny grip to fat
.
cicada shades shove scissors down the road
oo dramatic funeral rashes
ripen into cord asa piano in flashes use code
to squeeze a toady teener from ancient clashes
and, oh oh,- my father's face has been ironed
and, oh oh,- my only lover has eaten wode
and, oh oh,- a doctor
who listens to a stove
may well caress his patients with babies
made inside-out and outside in we will
surely dance at a world of drills, and hills
may well topple into flowers when rabies
rocks a heavenly hound
and our hound
from cells listens to sounds
and we hiss for feline dogs that drowned
way, way back when the dying ate rubies
cicada shades slam the Thames when ash
star-halters blades with eaten babby mash
ah-la, my maiden boy has a meadow sash
ah-lo, my satan boy has a midnight bee-splash
and occidental turn turtled tuna sirens
are bled to naked sleep when aged diamond
develops chicken tits then feed the world
sss a protective padded mumma eats pearls
.
THE END..
*
Copyright JDB 2020.
*
u know the
depths of the endless oceans were darker than the ark,
and though the fish
were singing, nobody came around
to console the coastal choirboys, nor any
muse was drowned
up, and then was seen the sight of mister davy luck
with umbrella underhand and a timepiece undershroud,
down, down, down came davy jones
the proud.
down, down came davy jones the proud.
drowning sounds, and down, down, down came davy jones the proud, and down,
down, down came davy jones the proud...
could break the stones, neither could the sun in space save us from the
human race. davy jones, davy jones, no man here could break the stones,
neither could the golden one save us from the river's run
O time's come to eat the burning sun?!
terrible blue eyes are
the heart of big danger
don't u look at me with those terrible blue eyes
terrible blue eyes are the heart of mad manger
u look at me, don't u look at me with those terrible blue eyes
don't u
look at me, don't u look at me, don't u look at me with those terrible
blue eyes
don't u look at me with that terrible blue gaze terrible blue gaze
is the heart of big stranger
don't u look at me with that terrible blue gaze terrible blue gaze is the heart of lone ranger
terrible blue
eyes make the terror in a day. terrible blue eyes make mystery rave away
this world for sound
don't u look at me, don't u look at me, don't u look
at me with those terrible blue eyes. don't u look at me, don't u look at
me, don't u look at me with those terrible blue eyes
yoh, blithe moonman, hiss?!...
THE DYING GAME?
no more for mauds
no more for sheet pain
no more no more for the dying game.
and we will never look into midnight
we have our names by heart
we use our inner veins for sad light
oooo
chains a chair to a blind blued cross
and we have our names by heart
we use our inner stains for a rocked
budder of blind bone
oooo
has come to thrill my head with rain
and under dust, my bedhead ordains
a shallow graveyard raised by stained
body-pictures
no more for mauds
no more for sheet pain
and we swing for night when dames
swallow up mad christs
..
it is the wind returns
to fog in a distant glass..
Your widows are up high
looking outside a facial ride
and a dog of dreams bites a blithe
baby gem;
mown down, left to rend
a dying name
recollecting loved
sniffy hands that hold to cups
and we dance, dance
La
no more for dugs
no more for sheet rain
..
and a wrist will uncurl and pass
donny danger fingers in a vast
comedy of divinities and gold casks
and a fist will blow hot veins?
.
no more no more of the dying game
no more no more for the lips of rain
no more no more
angel from above. sat in the rooms beneath the bicycle sheds, he was
taught into red bloom by the demon in his head.
she was old, she was
young, she was a teacher on the run; she was all he'd ever dreamed; an
empyrean scheme. she was young, she was old, she didn't have to be told;
she was all he'd ever dreamed, an empyrean scheme.
now the gods play
cricket with an old baseball, & the students at the wicket are slammed
against the wall. he was a student of life, but he lost his pride to an
angel of christ; a demon in disguise.
she was old, she was young, she was
a teacher on the run; she was all he'd ever dreamed; an empyrean scheme.
she was young, she was old, she didn't have to be told; she was all he'd
ever dreamed; an empyrean scheme.
behind the walking pavilions, the Lords
bat once again; in the centre of ireland, the lovelorn bombers reign. she
was old, she was young, she was a teacher on the run; she was an empyrean
scheme; a heart-raping academe. she was all he'd ever dreamed; a
twenty-carat scream; and all she did was pass him by with an empyrean
gleam...
BIFIDA BRAIN
our graveward dreams, endlessly serried, reveal the acid berry in the
bible flower; the world at one, the zero seed; all all and all depose the
heart to greed.
don't need a bifida brain to make it through the rain;
don't need no bifida loins to see this earth purloined. our graveward
dreams, endlessly serried, reveal the acid berry in the bible bone; the
world at one, the zero seed; all all and
all depose the heart to need.
don't need a bifida mind to make it through the grind; don't need no
bifida loins to see this earth purloined. all all and all, this dry birth
turns, storming time with searing burns. don't need a bifida world
to make
good; just need the sound of axe in wood. this i know, with hitler's
hearing, this i know, with stalin's fearing - this i know, as much as man
is mad - time and tide is endless bad. all all and all, this stage of
notion; all
all and all, this comic ocean - all is reasoned before it is
born. all all and all, this heart is scorn. don't need a bifida brain,
don't need a bifida skein, do not need the worth of herod in his girth.
the sea is in harness, the sun is
out of time. don't need a bifida brain
to rape away love's minds our graveward dreams, our graveward schemes;
all all and all, this earth is mean. do not tell me what to think - don't
need this earth to see love sink.
don't need a
bifida brain to make it
through the rain; don't need no bifida loins to see this earth purloined.
best seek the smallest mind to make this earth divine. best seek the
soul's defectors to shape this earth's inspectors. bifida mind, bifida
spine, bifida spine, bifida crime. cross the world, see seasons change.
don't need a mind to seem deranged. the brain is real, the mind is false;
all all and all, now join the walrus waltz.
...
Copyright JDB 2000.
...
& FOSSILS OF MERMEN WILL ALWAYS DROWN
rot where lions burn
o, a tree of iron yawns after fens & pain
pomades dolls wth fathers
^& i shall jack my fathers?
down, down, down
& fossils of mermen will always drown.
eyes issue blind tissues
.. hands fear rams & coded red nudes
wash three hot hands
o eyes issue blind tissues
deeply down where riddles
rock for swung sense
ah
four heads fall as we weep after
cabinet halls
o five devs fall as we sleep under
citied gold brawls
ahh
oh a tree of green times
trips for thunder
ahh
all gods & all rings...
the trippers of the hill-trilled sing for
slain silence
o a slitter of a hot ring must score
pain-painted violence
& a sea of guns shoots a sex-store
/
when once we murder eyes then
will shall supper for starved hens
& gemeralds of fear
must rock and roll where tears
ignite candlers
..
too keen to die, alone, saviours
must sweat for siren gods
& we drug a fat fire & we layer
rude rulers of cliffs & curved sods
leaders of balsa wood don loud fevers
o,. fathers of eagled blood
sweat for a miscarriage
o, & we rise from wheat as marriage
separates curd from whey
deeply down inside a cage of stayed
boncy gold graves
..
leaders of balsa wood axe red knees
& a bine of flava bloods faceless steeds
to mare-high pony plays
& we have horse-statues in our heads
& we have mule-suede shoes under beds
..
where we turn to grieve, then we lay
hot rocky sirens.
osiris under horus ingests apex flowers
o, eaten fathers
fawn to tv powers & a bone of sin
swings for razors
& we sing for sunny feather-dimmed
birdy boxed blayers..
& a vast cat's soul
taunts her holy mold with spind
scissor grass
...
leaders of a balsa blade bed-wine
& we scutter for true comb-kind
/
.O
the whale summit, the whale summit - beneath the sun,the starlets groove.
no time for men who choose to cry,no time for women in the mood. the word
is idle morning, its spray of light, as real as dead - beneath the sun,the
starlets groove. no time for men, just shendless red. the sigma in the
window has eyes as furled as judas god - judas christ, mary price -
shendless manna,bear the rod. the whale summit - the sky in the moon. the
whale summit -the eye in the womb.the whale summit - if we seek, we shall
not find. the whale summit - if we seek, we must go blind. behind this
shadow's empire, the heart is tripping north - with lies as cruel as
samphire,the rending way is jesu gorse. in the ingle comes the medium-
each life that strips away is real - so many,all so many - each life that
strips away shan't feel. the whale summit, the whale summit - beneath the
sun,the starlets groove.no time to stop the world, no time to cease the
earth, no time for any man,just shendless birth. i have seen light
moving,i have seen the summer die - within the shades of freezing,the
gorgonelles fly by. if we look to the south,shall the winter rave? if the
magma routs,shall the traitors rage? the whale summit,the whale summit -
beneath the sun, the starlets groove. the whale summit, the whale summit -
the grail in mind has seven hooves. to search the wards,to reap the child,
to strip the bone in the christian wild - no life knows, no light lives -
ice moves up from a frozen crib. there is a woman in the brain: she walks
nine miles: there is a woman in the brain: she stalks ten smiles. whale
summit,whale summit, this is the shendlesss whale summit.anatriptic
mother, toxic brother - no more word for chanticleer - anatriptic father,
toxic lover - no more whispers in the ear. the swan of god,the ledahose -
all and all,the way is closed - the swan of christ, the deus heist - all
and all, the way is diced. the whale summit,the whale summit - spasmoid
sister doing time. the whale summit,the whale summit - spastic sister in
the spine.overboard,the sirens reign, underboard, the mystics flame - eyes
on empty,eyes like twenty -endless mistress in her shame. the whale
summit, the whale summit - beneath the sun, the starlets groove.the whale
summit,the whale summit - beneath the moon,the children move.no time for
words,no time for birds, no time for neon curves. rape the peak,live
inside it, rape the peak,do not hide it, rape the peak, rape the peak,
rape the peak, rape the peak. whale summit, whale summit,this is the
endless whale summit - this is the whale summit, this is the whale
summit.blue god, blue love, blue god,neon dove. blue god, blue god, blue
god - whale summit.
pale night, pale bright - i saw the witness,the reeling witness - pale
night, pale bright - never see love live again - pale night,pale bright -
never see love live again. the whale summit, the whale summit - lost in
the wood, endless gain - the whale summit, the whale summit - lost in the
wood, endless fame. at midnight,i saw the shanty men, sensed the summer
overcome me - at midnight, at midnight, i saw the shanty men. pale
night,pale bright - i saw the witness, the reeling witness - pale night,
pale bright - never see love live again - pale night,pale bright - never
see love live again. cowboy christ, cowgirl lover - time must lend me to
another. all a case of the other, all a wasteland with no mother. pale
night,pale bright - i saw the witness,the reeling witness - pale night,
pale bright - never see love live again - pale light,palenight - endless
whispers in the brain. the whale summit, the whale summit,the whale
summit, the whale summit - eyes on empty,eyes like twenty - whale
summit,whale summit. in the wood,in the yield,in the wood, in the field -
underscore,undermind,underscore, eyes gone blind. AIDS father, take me
further; do not serve me with your purdah - pale night,pale bright - the
whale summit,the whale summit - pale light,pale night - the shendless
whale summit. take me, mother, from this world;share with me your penates
gold - i saw the witness,i saw the witness,i saw the reeling witness; i
saw the reeling witness. this is the whale summit, this is the whale
summit - meet me in the hills,greet me in the rain - meet me in the
hills,greet me in my pain. neon god,neon lover,neon god, neon other -meet
me in the hills,meet me in the hills.this is the whale summit, this is the
whale summit - endless remit - this is the whale summit. saw the
witness,the reeling witness - whale summit,whale summit.blue god, blue
rod, blue god, land of nod - no time to stop the time,no time to cease the
world - whale summit,whale summit,endless cold. whale summit, whale
summit, penates gold. i saw the witness,the reeling witness - whale
summit, whale summit - i saw the reeling witness -come out tonight, come
out tonight,come greet the endless light. come out tonight,come out
tonight - come greet the endless night..
OHM, AS I ENTERTAIN SEX LIFE
Ohm, as I entertain sex life and champagne
Then flown foamed sprites will rain
Upside down
Ohm-
As I cut wet brut then a river in my brain
Drags beers where sound
Dreams of a draggled town
La-.
As lady in a loom will spin clouds when
Whored villas cry for drunken hens
then a babe inside the dark must send
Fowled
feathers where shrouds
Drag waxed sails
Ahh.
Where dazzling dollies drink dales
Then cupped veiled cities sex nail
Dogs and midnights
And, la, as a bright sprite tells tales
Then blown bridal bites
Must suffer
swarms and mikes
Ohh.
Uhh
I am the side of God…
Eyes run dry as fatal God hears brides
Draining Love
And when once blind pictures ply
Ribs and rods
Then bad maned sods will cut
Lifeless drugs
Sss.
Tawny razing gobs suck sluts
And wormy swathed sods will buck
Lungs and ducts
, ehh?
END
*
And I will father moondust
O, as entrancing star dust hears hot lovers
Dreaming lust
Then
I will father moonmusk
Uh.
A torn table slides where mad mothers
Melt like blue cars
And eager eaten mirrors hear lust
Come driving where dust
Darkens rode cigars
Uh.
I have seen you
in the moon and I
Have driven with eyes, and nude slides
Will broadcast wide blue heaven
UHH.
A bad baby in a void will summon
Veined cots
And, o, as a sea of clocks
Sears rocked rocks
Then blenched cradled loss
Suffers saviours
Sss.
A bed in a tree hires locked
Idled dives
A source in a sea sees cocks
Raiding spines
And bled blue minds
Suck scored shrilled knives
Ahhh.
And I have seen the rain
Sundering
flowering darkness
And I have entertained
Sundering daggering sea messed
Lunged loosed harnessers
And, lo,
As daring darted darlings dress
Heads and heels
Then dyed dolls will deal
Strung harped hills
Aha hah
Bled beads break ….
Fed bees shake…
Ehh
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Copyright JDB 2015.
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c/o instant manyana (a response to the genius of John Lennon?)
a corridor of pure sex has to listen
to
an easy space where times use glue
and a dizzy face snares azure from blues
and an easy case shutsdown
ahh, a user of mace shoots our towns
a disconnected brother mind has to
frown aside spinneys where cold sound
spatters
a salty patina
across easy tides where playgrounds
glisten under coded clowns
o a corridor of demure skewered death
drinks to smatter then dies for death.
*
a rider of peasants saddlers after sex
o brided pheasants swagger
after death
la la, a hotelier in burning
strangles meths with yearning
and the hands of burning bury sex-death
with winnowers of plasticine
a disconnected sister has to seize us
from wakeful fistulas that use lust
and we
whine for staggerers and we
push eagle puss aside openers
a rider of peasants saddlers after sex
o briders of killers lambast after death
and a diseasing mirror layers dead desks
with easy sylvan pussy wrecks
o a ruler in
a bag drops from odd fists
o a crawler in a crag wallops lips
and we have to weevil after gold grit
and we have to sandal after old slit
Uh
*
the chasm of a blurred mind uses fire
and, cased, a burned spine eats fuses
and a purse of ice layers drunks with
muted tongues that cry and cry forever
and a motel in the sky
dare not dance till children die
and a macer on the hill feeds old lies
a corridor of demure ill sucks up eyes
and a bed of
skewers cuts all wives
and a shed of screwers nails brides
o the chasm of a burnt mind abuses
neon glass with rented body-nooses
and a sun at sea rotates across bruises
and an ideal passion rocks for crisis
a corridor of pastellers
pules for cruises
and i am led to a deaf sex now
*
crusaders of pure dirt hasten to fuses
o mindist gods grip to stasis
o a bed of glass grips to dreamt faces
and the ivy glows
aside a mind where nothing grows
and
a vestal stair leads us to shows
a corridor of pure hurt hastens to nooses
o mentalists under heady laces
spray god's seed across demure space
and we glide forever when
we leap from thin air into children
crusaders of pure
dirt hastens to fuses
o daddy digitalis hisses across dust
and a lake of tears teases us with musk;
and we arrive home to find
nothing left aside apart from our minds
*
instant manyana hisses for shut blinds
o instinctive
kisses laden nuts with lime
and a graveyard gut
scatters raised bows across city wine
and, la la, a laconic man at sea
has to listen to the trees
and a instant manyana pisses for pine
crusaders of pure dirt hastens to timed
body bombs that lead to dirty sea-vines
and a radioed river
shivers in the sands where gay mirrors
wind ashes down from bees
instant manyana hisses for shut blinds
o grave-jumping misses
miss out when magical misters grind
sweet lust down from urban crime
and we lead de sun to naked babies
*
nuclear fazers under golden labia
have to shoot thunder
o family razors sunder silver flava
and a girl at sea
answers back to you and me
and a
tree at night falls under bees
and a gilly blind boy
rotates across swine
nuclear fazers under sylvan killers
have to shoot desire
and the ancient sun burns spires
and acrid soldier lungs
lunge after folks who feed pyres
o, once along a mind, sex-tyres
get star-punctured by neon razors
and we face inside huge winds
that cut shoed laces with wine
*
the stained sky falls down around angel-towns
o veined eyes see sound
o skeined minds eat
clowns,
and the darling body in town chops razors
o once along a dream, i heard killers
arising from Buddha when mirror-slayers
shine across lost sea
nuclear fazers sunder kittens when glebes
cry after pelican statues
and
a baby-throw strangles need
and a lady-stone hangs after old greed
the stained stars look down on a lounge
and weepers extract veins fom teased
house-held guilty weave
and we hiss for instant seed when
dolters of war whip
a donkey-gem's
blue muled massive rit
and we sway for silk as we eat men
*
what with eggshells hurled inside my garden
i have jazzed and jived till death grows young
o what with bells that sing for the hot sea-sun
i have
jacked and writhed after giddy guns
and my head lays housed inside lost gardens
what with eggshells hurled outside sons
we have to connive with lunatical gum
and a mouthing lip smells of de shadow
and a babby barn builds lofts from
meadows
and a diver under mills
must spill daddy tundra across blue hills
o grey nuclear saviours sips quick-lime and
a bunny of a focal killer
carries crusaders against wards when drams
doctor idle slider's beer with edams
and, la la, we take a twixed break as mills
swipe aged camphors from silky garlands
what with eggshells curled aside my dreams
i shall scatter us, when shaved together,
with poppied hands that will heal sad screens
and a gabby
sea-gull
strickens mazy mulls with bruisers and skulls
..
stained easy stars harden and men must
mend or else stir raisins into cakey salt-musk.
*
o this is the cherried sexed state of human manyana
o here comes the pharoah
and here comes the thief
la when we get buried by old drakes
then we will most certainly cry aside glazed lakes
and a post-modern family cries inside blue meats
oo this is my ferried sake that sails a boat to sleep
oo here is my merry
state that
sails against five oceans till killers catch a bat
what with eggshells curving under human then
a doctor of dun cells gaols faces inside children
o the sun of night pokes its solar tongue at hens
and we will widen after
cold snakes
and we shall summon souls from pissed hates
o this cherried sexed stare of human manyana
rattles at a shut door which opens on designers
and we pine for menswear
and we grind hot teeth inside hair
o this cherried
sexed state of humanity's rider
saddlers after benchers of sodomy and bikers
la la, once aside a mind, an eyed tooth had hair
slashing in de dark like a chimney made from air
and a box on top
serenaded hard wounds with a secret prayer
what with eggshells serving snakes with fear
then a scattering mind-shell has to fry all tears
and the moaning night
listens to god; and a midnight dell eats light
and a poking bod burthens veins with spheres
,
o this cherried
sexed state of human mandalas
rushes as she races into a spinal cock-manor
and a dirtied rose drops petals across staggerer
and we cum for the nut-screwed roads
and we don a toad from easy froggy mothers
and we stagger till faces fall
from the floor
.
Ahhh fishermen of mermen cut a whore
from sizzlers of salt sin; and we will roar
against a chained city that rises from wards
and a pusher of faces cures de pretty poor
and a sweller of stasis carries money
into daughtered voices where grey honey
slithers as she slides inside a sad war
ohh
i am sat in a grassed place in a sense of
easy eager eaten grace
and i am squatted in a maze of Love
and we get comforted with apples
and
we get stoned by female gables
o-la, my mental loan fucks blue God
o-la, my dreamer's groan grips Love
and teenagers of demure bone
shake a cosmos from a sea of drones
,.,
and ashen mons makers shine after
daddy rich and
the mummies who murder
the very first death and the very first
diva sleaser. And i walk to the phone then
soften pears with blackberries and gems
tile my bathroom with a loppy louse-lens
.
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o i sink my hand inside
bed covers
to sun-discover a nude blubber lover
and a sign on a crude cliff
falls from earth
and i sink my hand inside red mummas
and find my sad soul writhing
and a doctor to this false earth
hisses after father when mam's
hearse
unravels into minds
and a bed of silk softens cots with erse
and we fuck ourselves way up
by breaking muck upon a city-slut
and oceanic pussy ploys body sluts
aside a dizzy beacon where my purse
scatters hot pennies
along a cradle
.
o i sink my hand inside bedcovers
and a model in a wife sweats plovers
and a madam with a spike
stabs a donkey pyramid all year
and laden boys with easy oil-tears
trample lovies when a sea of mites
melts
into bled bunnies
i spin in the winds as my head strikes
old honey horders of massive mikes
and i sing for a baller
and i swing for the best
and i entertain rousers by feeding death
..
ah i have seen lord drug snipping
for
a radio for fever
ah i have seen lady blood acccusing
mind-punishers of waxing fooling
fascists that cry, cry, cry
ohh what now for the dead but lying
ohh what now for the mad abed but
a flava under cravers creating pups-,
and a feeler of shut lasers use ceilings
to anoint deniers with coded reamings!
..
i spin inside nine winds as sex strikes
a dollar and a dime inside US stripes
and america comes through our stools
and ingenious Africa heals
mad fools
and india in paprika
slides a sullen rind inside ashy mules;
and eyes in eyes
swipe sleepers from pled prides
and we storm cats with cabins
and a sawn wooden desk-spin
layers lazy pictures of fazing sin
o
madam yoyo uses a player
o macadam poncho eats rayers
o tarry tiddy tit feeds oats to rivers
o family sky-feed hits along mirrors
ahh ahh hah hah hah.
magical spind weed smokes mice.
,.
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Copyright JDB 2020
john winston ono lennon was a genius!