jim bellamy's songpages ~ further speed-written songsheets

further speed-written songsheets

work-in-progress title: O, Bonny Blockers Listen to Salt Rain
first draft poem then poem-song

o, bonny blockers listen to salt rain
o, stormy riders glisten,
and naked fighters use men for pain
and these faking days dig seamissions

o, bonny breakers lisp as lipid veins
get bone-fed to ripplers; and trains
serenade red tracks with fondlers

o, once upon a mind aside birth
darkness falls, just like plane Earth

*
la, when a shaken rabbit gets loosened by cats
then old men, opened, slit
a daddy moon with lit lip; and coastal hearts
sex-ignite soft midlifes,
and a naked loft dons midnights
and, oo, old lots use sex for darts: And, oozed,
eyeliners get fed to plane Christ

la, when shaken by rabbits, a vole under rats
will sear derision with mental soul-bats
la, eyers sink ears aside figs
and, oo, once upon a mind, mental raps
get bulging; and guns shoot card-crap.

*
carpal dolly boys used buggies for prams
la la, easy joys get led to dummies
and a perfect child
gets lifted without harm; and odes to hands
grieve after good women
ah, as eyers kiss gardens then grey islands
get fed to watchmen
and elisions under Law get sundering for
mounted yellow thunder

la, when fish-shaken, a fishermen of lovers
leaps aside heart-ovens
and as we piss in a stove then we use dust
to serenade clits to de rose:
o, once upon a mind, a seashore roves
a wetted wave-beach; and menswear
gets rummaging after scrams
and, oo, as we eat laughter, then fear

gathers monies from a neon blue tear

uhh

*
oo i espied a tornado under unearthly fire
oo i defined a blue radio;
and metallers of dudes use a radio-fire
to sunder beds with drapes
oo i espied a fast rodeo shaping snakes;
and eaters of fascinated ceilings
get trampled under starved darjeeling

oo, a dog at sea surrenders fists to a
massive head-breeze
and a mastic heart taunts men with hearings
about fascinating court-beads
oo, a driver aside thought dreams of leaves
and, slain, a wide corpse
has to send mummy-bitch to coldness

la la, as timed city bones warp sadness
then gully men must send shops to a
naked copse that rends trees with cars
and, laden, rattlers send disease
and, laden, rifflers rend disease
and, o-la, eyers of mermen use disease
to rend a wintry fever

oo, i espied a tornado under family pyres.

*
dawdlers, walled in, get de boiling sundered
warders, sprawled, get de ceilings numbered
o, as faceless minions cry
then deserts under pinions carry blue skies
across beaded fingers
and, lo, as grey sisters swallow cold tides
then we will walk a false lost road
and a bragger of talk uses forks for wives?

dawdlers, walled in, get de boiling dyed
inside some darkesome india ink: minds
get fed to swine when a pastiche rhyme
fascinates boars with ocean-wine: Ah, times
get lost where clocks stop
and deadeners, rocked, marry cops

once upon a mind in this veined close
a city of toady thieves came feeding robes
to blorters and english roses; and de rose
delimits all death
and, la la, star-pressed, a dressing death
grows, just like a cancer grows;
and ideal faking dancers grow for nests

dawdlers, stalled, cause a fat car to rest
forever; Oh, milky paws drive grey-mesh.

*
easy butcher-bakers dream of cakey Eden,
lah, bleeders of shakers
swirl hands in screams; and a naked draper
swallows herons whole;
and diggers of swollen souls get mined for
a dizzy city-score

easy butcher-bakers dream of bunny Eden
and english evening gets rode to bunny Eden
and a fist in a poke
gets burnt by soapers;
O, once upon a mind, droolers drop ropers
across neon gymnasiums
and, boned by skins, a laden suburbia must

wash god's hands in spind babby cot-rusks;
and, o-la, i have seen one billion closed men
come rasping at a cool wet door
and, once laid down, a burner under moors
gets trapped in wormy Ilkley

*
when dizzy city-wars use ogres for swords
then familial body-wards get fed to dawgs
and easy rotators
night-bury dark dumb lovers inside fakers
and we fake as we grind
and we quake as we whine
oo a native God uses suds for sea-minds

when dizzy city-wars use ogres for bawds
then ballroom darlings
may well snare whores with stockings: O,
as weepers stretch frauds
then naked brewers must sink beery blows
under pinkers of blue lips

easy butcher-bakers use perfusions for
a new whirled world where a sea of pores
must get cladded with thickeners; and crows
get murdered
and a sunday show carries hymens to a
shaven country flow
and i have seen, at change of day, snows
made low as a chilled iced saviour.

when dizzy city-swabs sink petris under us
then blown ditty gods may well stink for us
and a radio in my backyard
entices evil noise to cause the death of bards
oo i extend boys to claws
and cinamon creators dribble after daubed
candifying scar-wards

these are my mallard days
these are my final poet-days; and greyers
galosh across a natal river
ha, these are my gallowed days
and these are the words i reap as ole scissors
must cut essential bounties from
a daffy flower and a floral bitch: and guns
may well get shot dead

today and everyday.

*
whiling away my cortal hours, i learnt about disaster
o smiling, a greying metal-flower
gets grimacing aside fast showers; and farmy laughter
gets led to germy fathers
and a skull at night gets scattered across bone-blather,
and, once upon a mind, mettlers of loss
use a fat sail for a bedroom
la la, eyers store sightless rooms aside kitchenettes
and robotic seizure-suns
glue robbers to epilepsy; and eaters of city guns
must drag darts for lungs

whiling away my focal hours, i learnt about fuhrers
and a naked boat gets sailed to sex-shores
and a naked goat sends valleys to ole city-wards
and, oo, i have espied a darling ballet in slippers
come grinding talons down from dusk;
and dancing easter-lads swing
and lacing xmas-lads sing, sing, sing
la, once above a mind, corridors used skin to
cut a fascinating head-wing

gone show-wild, i see a blonde sun heaping roofs
across sweltering divers of dyed drums
and we use jungle guns to shoot levees dead as
hoofers tweak tweeters
ahh, once upon a mad-tine, i used gal-pompidores
to abolish city combs

*
when curtal shards came whispering like a dream, then sunderers
came shutting kids in rain,
la la, an easy pug aside pain comes shuddering
and a dog under mugs toasts cats with a cup of coffee
la la, when nursed cars came shimmying, then idle fathers wane
till mammas hush and coo no more

gone show-wild, a saturday storm shines; O, a funny vein rains
directly down as a loud loser, mourned,
shins all sex hopes up a ladder; and detailers of ghost trains
campaign for bloods and bunnies

when curtal shards come whimpering, then a cat under skeins
get ridden by horseless city sleeping
and a codal birthday hearse uses eyes for mangoes as drains
get shammying for dirt, disease and lives
oh, a son of Pan dreams for herpes as Hermes, with tithes,
glows, just like a glowworm glows

uh, idolisers, seen filled, drape sparrows along factories
uh, saddeners, seen killed, drape pillows aside promontories,
and an evil deck gets budded with grey hanging cemeteries
and, oo, a lady horse gets fed to a midnight kelpie when dust
comforts the carrion Fall

*
merry times, dyed like wool, clothe gifts in waters
happy times, fed with wool, clad slips in daughters
and old Orion fastens birds to cabs
and gilded Zion gasps where dead Jew-Gods grab
outelbowed mammy gab
and a lilted lazy lover leads dogs to labs
and a tilted crazy father leads clots to mind-tabs

la la, these are my mallard days
la la, these are my final poet-days
and as pigeons seem too wise, then the doctor of glades
comes crashing through christ's back garden;
la la, after six pints of liquid salmon curry, ma Mary
went striding through the local common in the dark
and got viciously stabbed to utmost death..

tangential orange-thieves pay for goddess's arse
incidental muscle-thieves pay for goddess's mask
and, oo, we must use cheap perfume to scent masts
with cocoa chanel and darkness.

*
these daffy days when nothing much changes at all must
self-proclaim the genius of sweet lust
o these lardered day when nothing much deranges must cut
daddy riches from stone
and a lantern in a lift comes shadowing female cunt-drones

ah, sex tourists come to in a sealed room
ah, hot cock arsonists lock mammy maria in a bathroom
and a naked light
gets sundering under mikes
and evil singers on a hot moon jack and jive in a maskroom

these daffy days when nothing much changes at all must
self-inflame the vaginas of salt-suck
and a dizzy flower gets fed to filthy butts when red dust
comes crying for swollen spind wind.

*
we weep for goofy eagles
we sleep, and a fantastic mind-fountain has to seize
a dizzy killer from sweet unease
and a rapist under drums sinks a mind-member
directly underneath bladderers
ah, as we reap goofy needles, then we teach fevers
to bury heads inside choked cherries,
and aladdin on a bridge uses arms aside berries

we weep for goofy eagles
we overheat; and a phantasm, beached, ruins words
and, once we understand seasand, then old birds
may well rend dreams from bobby beats

and salamanders seen abed
come swallowing screened heads
and soaring ole pomanders abuse threads with meats
and we will listen to growl radio
and we will use old digital tapes to record light meats

o, once along a fled thrill, will-fed man
massed marzipans came shedding sweetened scram
o, once along a lost hill, rill-spread edams
came rocking across a pleasure horse
and, oo, leaden hearses drip-dry a clotheshorse
and bleeders can never mount a pony without
shedding god's stallion blood

we are weavers of iced cities
we are cagers; and as a white giant pities us
then blown buds with muscle tusks must crush
all insects, birds and flowers
and we will see good men crushing daffs
and we will see mad men crushing casts

*
although this world is largely grey
although this earth is full of graves
i will ask for worldy diamonds
and, made ocean, a cocoa-siren
gets gripping to deltas
and, cellar-stoned, sealed shelters
star-loosen scones with jam-smelters

and an accident in bed must shiver
and an easy fairground fault will
send carousels to emergent thrills
and, after swilling a glass of beads,
then traders of belly-laughs
lend meadows to warpers.

although this world is largely grey
although god's bed is full of slaves
i will ask for worldly seasons to raise
dramaturgy from a lost blaze

and theatres breakdown
and actors fuck clowns; and
aged heart warriors feed england
with an empty space

Lah..

*
the toxins of marbled blood poke an old baddy in bed
the tocsins of some funeral gods
get knelled for a juicy lice-dog,
and producers of receiving deceivers bomb soft breads
with barley esplanades
o, a gull at sea tempts kanute to fall under sea-weed
and a baited sky-tower
gets paraded across the female rich,

aged heart warriors lend snakes to ticks when tits
grow and grow, just like a cancer grows;
and, la la, i was washed away on tidal rocks when
maladies in potions sent glitterers to toads
and a cemented evil garden
gets glassy
and a demented weevil-hard-on
empowers massy taxidermies with endless iron-ons

and toxins, reaped, cause mind-pieces to crack as
satanic satin-sweeps sweeten lashes with closed gas
..
*
the dead are here
the dead must endear to the phagocytes of dreams
and, pursing, hoax callers use strangers for latrines

the dead are near
the dead must endear to the pural heights of screams
and, reeling, hoax lovers use vaginas for canteens

O, once upon a mad mind, i overheard a black bird
come steadying hoved hides with birdless sex-scribes

Uh Huh

*
Copyright JDB 27/05/2021

work-in-progress title: C/O Pleb Glass
first draft poem then poem-song

couplers, stranded, idolise a mute face that god treads
musclers, studded, extend suits
under bony british pain,
and, oo, once seen dead, a mutant face that love treads
will smoke up then stain
all lusted thumb-drivers

couplers, stranded, idolise a routed bed; O, bed
rocks the cardial sleep-world
and, lashed by tasty sleep-girls,
we summon ashen wives from easy pearl-curls
and, la la, a station in ten waves
gets fed to trains as easy graves

feed pleb-glass.

*
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

la la, nylon hordes abuse
sad recusant heroes
and a daddy moor sounds
a bleeder of a yoyo;
and riders under ponchos

strip doom deniers bare
and, skinned, baiters snare
sharing english oats;
and riders rend blue rope

*
trendlessness, sundering, shoots a hollow wound
o endlessness, shuddering
gets sunk aside lost rooms
and a daddy fire uses tonsils for shavers when
a dragoner, cuddling, breathes false fire
la la, a dazzler, rubbing leas, must use fire to
serve ogres to gasses
and nameless bunnies, rasped, dons lubes

o, seagulls, agers and colostemies sky-screw
old gilded Aladdin with buzzy british sleuths,
and, once above a mind, ladies
came quivering;
and, opening, staring limbs get clasped in
a garden of demure pure evil soul.

trendlessness, thundering, shoots a gallow-ground
as matrices, wondering, coop cats in
a goofy mind-cage
and, la la, drivers of age dream as a drive-in
comes swallowing english kinematics

*
the evil easers of deadeners will send dogs to sleep
la la, eateries, drugged, glow as eats get reaped from
forking knifings
and a faceless friend writes till the utmost end when
evil blue garlands acede to a nude ceiling;
and we danced in the dark
and we sat aside a lost park
and, O, lacers of drives revv midnight engines

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

*
magazines, sex-used, summon groans from daddy
sapphic screens, noosed,
get horribly exorcised by a sea of dummies;
and a sawing bed at sea gets moved for cabbies
La La, we hiss as we work
La La, we piss across hurt
and we idolise blue pain as a pinking grey skirt
falls from a female wreck
o, and we fondle evil kecks
then shovelers of seagulls must dab after dirt

magazines, sex-used, summon scones for mummy
sapphics, car-spewed,
come carrying marriers to a green defaces
babby billboard
and we will strum blonde guitars
and we hum; and, Oh, miraculous dressers
send babby-seats to self-soil

o, seagulls, agers, colostemies draggles for a
daggerer of demure decorous winter-scars
o, eagled starred smilers
use a markerson for a killer; and coded Mars
crashes

down; and my dirty town raises red countries.

*
these are my telephonic age where in will lay cells
upside down; o, these are my radiophonics
and these are the labelled minds my heart feels;
and, o, when faces change
then waters under mind-drains drink to veins

these are my walking days where eyes drill for
a new impossible town; and me and a sad whore
got sawn away on a murdered blue saturday;
and, weevilled, suns use bent slaughterers for
a massive meaty hillside

these are my digital mobile days where i swell
up, up, across a stark raging home-bell
and, oozing, drapers of hearts don a dew-bell
with demure decorous crossed teeth;
and, o, we tease heaven's cross where dells
cup defectives with twinning titties: wells

get slashering until fathers give bed to sleep.

*
what with spider-blood on gilded bridges
a sunner of biters may well
star-stun all lovers; Oh as deadened cell
gets pinched by grey midges
then a holy god-cat arises from mystic
mind-delving brain-fires

what with spiderers, gummed, sussing
a dyer of daisy-dairies, a swelled pyre
prises; and, la la, a drifting sea-well
gets glowing under rosettes and tyres
Oh, once upon a false gun, my fire
got welted in villages

and these are my mustard days when
bastardisers cry for killers of maskmen
and these are my bastardising days
and these are the vans i give to bridges
and, Uh, when city phantoms cross dust
with pecked petrels
then de scissor-seas will surely lust
after ladeners of vines and stencils

what with spider-bloods on gilded ridges
a wintry star under mud-buds
will surrender dolts to easing gold sedges
and we widen after vaults
and we widen after colts
and we harden heaven's sex with mires

Oh, a patient pulley planet uses granite
to sunder gassing parrots with magnets
Oh, a latent bully dragnet uses gannets
to sunder lashing rivets with burnt hands
and the weeping dead
get mashed under bed-bread
and the sleeping dead
get trashed where, under wine, topers
don devilry

what with spider-blood in dead villages
a natal unnatural body-hunt
must get wizened
and, lo, all the plants men plowed will
surrender ballerinas to mean spunk

La La La

*
a parabola of a mind-mixer shares rain with ice
ah, a rude writher
gets fed to summers as wintry lungs under fever
spit j christs
and a baddener, bolted, gets frozen under sphincters:
o, once upon a mind,
mentalisms made a summer from a martian mood
and then a sea in space
got scratching after jazzy jacketers of wave-hoods

a parabola of a mind-mixer shares rain with lice
ah, ticks under rivers
get fed to fled fleas
and men and madam moggy will feed upon bees
and skin and master daddy
will most certainly suffuse bloods with stasis

and, o, once upon a heart, a father to maces
gets smashed aside ole poetry
and, o, once inside a heart, a mother to teas
gets reeling in the far East
and, la la, we gather up the teas
and, o-la, we serve a sweet cup to ladies

a parabola of a mind-mixer shares rain with christ
ah, a fast rude soldier
sunder ballet-fires with coded cobras; and, oo,
when once a spire asleep
arises from a struck sky, then honey under dust
gets fed to bunches
and, lasered, colourers under lunches
give head to bad bitches

and, o, once above a heart and mind, wytches
enrish venal lips with a ragwitch road; and,
La, as natal navellers nip love's knickers then
naked pyre-men will knock at hell's backdoor

*
the magical heron held in twinned hands
must rock the dead with dreams
o magestical hymens drag dirt for bands
and as mad musics play
then dolorous mystics dance as they pray

the magical heron held in twining sands
must roast a daddy mind
o coded cancers supper after nudes when
easterly arousing veined nodes
dress down as rich gals go naked as toads

the magical heron held in spinneys loads
a laden moistener with a quietus of jams

and a candid candifier rapes a biscuit
and, lo, when emergent snakes cut edams
then fotal razors in a hispid jungle use robes
to clad pinioners with parted teeth

*
metallers of wormed widowers widen for
ashen meat-sailors
petallers of spermed windowers wage war
and a husband on a hired cliff
gets sundering aside bathsheba and lips

metallers of wormed petitioners widen for
ashen wicked eyes
o, a latent trip truckles when a candle-stores
drop devils into drop-tanks;
and, once, as a city of flies got town-walled,
then daddy satan

had to drop across
a hideous horse that rode a cocked horse
under blown blades and grass-rooms

*
these are my mallard days
these are my final poem-days: ah, a siren moon
serve Banquo to the ghosts of Spain
oo a shadow in an angel dapples easy rain
with bunkers of bruisers and easy champagne

these are my mallard days
these are my final verse-games: O,cold trains
get noosed to trainyards
and a sexed car must crusade for collisions
and, oo, when faces change
then a devilry of sweet pain

carry a carrion coverlet to a mask-lynched stain,
and, oo, as carrion comfort stops
then an ole grey kingfisher will catch cots
smiling for firey winged march-babies

these are my mallard days
these are my ultimate shaken poetry days
and me and madam macadam
loosen pavementers with dollars and english pay

*
brawling now, laird judas and his evil jammed noose
gets paraded under bolts and cruel water
la, sprawling now, laird jesus and a crossed daughter
will pray now for baptismal warders
o fallen, eyelidded bible-boasts scatter venal slaughter
across renal christening tapestries;
and a gull at sea uses baths for granaries

falling now, madam mary got her lesbian prayers from
a kindling eastern poem-swan
and a burning bleeded Leda-swan
cusses criers with hooded mary-mums
and, oo, once upon god's mind, a fatal kisser don
must eye blinded mind-deafened kids
with slayers of dirt, disease and eaten guinea-pigs

*
ah dirtyers of intown boys must drip-dry the killed
ah dirtyers of downtown boys
will come to in a sealed room,
and the fathers of red sky sunders shops with
erectional pissers and slippers
ah common stainers, slammed, listen to kids
ah sullen raiders, rammed, caress killer pigs
and flavourers of salted trams
leap under coaches and lead defiers to tombs

and these are my mallard days
and these are my final poem-days: as we quicken
then we learn about fasteners
and these are my mallard days
and these are my final versing days
La, a captive of a pushed heart
laps a cumin cart from a vaginal glaze

ah dirtyers of intown boys must strip-stride for
a dippy dangerous cat-ward
ah riveners of uptown boys
must abuse hair-grease with tities and hordes
and, once pulsed, i will learn of tragedies
and, once whored, i will study all families

and these are my mallard days
and these are my final poet-days?

*
and these are my final poem-days
and i will hereby scale a poet-tree
and i leave my heads aside poem plenuries
and a spatterer of pure lies
dresses daffy dogs upsidedown
inside a wet town where reapers of vaguries
peer inside a bardic nest

la ah, there is a song of fear
la la, there is a singer in loud tears: skin-air
saunters after shrapnelers
and burny blabberers, wafered, uses labia
to sample lily-leafies
from a cocoa cub

and these are my final poem-days
and i will hereby scale a poet-tree
and i shall attend my own grave with knees
come grained in bubble-bruises
and i shall sing until death's daze is done
.
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END..

work-in-progress title: While Shut In a Mental Bun-Oven
first draft poem then poem-song

these salmon days that sister five seas
get rocking under parchments
and, o, as sadness falls for hired trees
then a doctored baby-brawl must
heed an evil father
and these are the salmon days
and these are the fish-shaven days

la la, a modelled castle uses clay
to star-shape saddlers from fuses
and a naked trance gets fed to Leda
and a Zeus son feeds blank nooses
and a flexing child hangs

these salmon days that listen to bees
will come buzzzzing now,
for once and forevermore
and, laced to drams, we trade leaves
with beery female fires.

*
these salmon days that whisper in the trees
get cropping fishy fields;
La La, a dummy dishy pate-wield
drops blonde baldness under eyed reeds
and a buzzy fire
gets led to snapped spires
and a latent body gets fed to cold pyres

these salmon days that supper for tyres
get fed to fatal sex-factories,
and a man-o-war answers to breviaries
and a candifier
grasps to cocoa powers
and, Lo, when steamy widows use fuss
to shovel coaches under trained cusps
then memories will father cold roaches

and titians get stabbed to utmost death: Oh, sluts
canter aside blind leaded moisteners
and weepers hire markersons for butwomen
and sex-liars lie eternally.

*
oo we use a canny bruise to tick kids off
oo we use a bunny boot
and, la, eyers ride from goosers as loss
gets moon-fed to an aged nuked cross,
and riders under lead
get shafted under bed
and, oo, a bath at sea gets drowning
and, oo, a lass at sea
heeds oceania when doctors seize
a buddy boy from epilepsy

and we use a nagger for a flower
and we hurl a stranger from a tower
and we sunder bladderwrack
and we use pools
and we get swimming in a garden plougher

oo as a naked father anoints a fuhrer
and when a dolted saturnine labia
pisses swiftly, then freezed flasked thunder
gets glued to wide wives: undertides,
wed weepers shed milky tears
and a dunny bed has to dream of ties

and we use a nagger for a flower
and we hurl a strangler from a tower
and, la la, here and now, with flies,
we widen as we waddle
under purple eyeshadow

*
a show-piece in maddening bays shapes a circus for
a daddy carousel
and, oo, as circus clowns attend funfairs then wars
must sunder candles
and a man at sea sunders castles
and evil worthless ruins use veins for tables

a show-piece in maddening glades shapes horses for
a mammy carousel
and, oo, as circus towns drag a cake-fete, then
evil pawers may well feed tarts to swelled women
and a towering mind-pig
blends cowing nitrates into feathers

once along a sad time, i overloaded
once along a bad mind, i got imploded
and, ashen, waxed fruits use mental vices
ha, once upon god's mind, i used faces
to sallow cheeks with late evening

a show-piece in a maddening grave shapes a dog for
adornments
a pussy-piece, spind, adopts both Adolph and Benito
la la, a lazy sea-bint bedevils eyes with salted zeroes
and, o-la, sea-shent she-devils
draggle after dirtying samphires

and stolid action men get sacrificed to soft squires.

*
oh, as tankards at noon wallop wine with ladies
then, bitch-dropped, murdering grey minds
get ripping eyes from faces
oh, as tankards at noon wallop vines with boobies
then one billion friends must play alive
and, oo, ancthers, jammed, drown hills in hives

a showpiece on a fishy moon has to use tides
to beer-bury droollers
and a lager top, browned, bends asses around
a drabbler of bended rulers
la la, a dreamer of denial drops underground
and bunny drivers
get hooped forever

a head-piece behind museum glass abuses
a hollowed headed deacon with lunches
and sweeties, sermoning,
unravel under glued grime; and witches
stir, once brained, the paranoia of spellers
and a dotty wiccanite
has to piss inside an icy wizard-wife.

oh, as tankards at noon wallop tines then
eaters of donkey-hats
mount a heavenly mule; and canine fats
grit to evil cat-killers
la la, mentalis, severed, drink to bats as
weavers of wideners
ram wraithed thumbs deep inside rizlas

a showpiece on a fishy moon has to use
melded musk for sexed musak,
and robed radios send messagers to
drainers of rodeos and cured kissers: Oo,
we may have to fade away this day

Uh..

*
well, men are gone: the sadness beneath gold-lives
will appear here to use sweet deadliness
and a showering tube uses disgraceful skin-tides
for ideal husbands and lit wives
o a daddy under england
loosens a babby boy from a city of islands
and, oo, wiveners of guns
shoot mystifiers dead; and neon biddy bums
get shut in a mental bun-oven.

a showpiece on the moon yields lunatic gums
to meadow-fields
ah, motile reels get reeled off from eardrums,
and, oo, as junglers, steeled,
slot asia inside loud India
then natives to shrouds may well use mums
to scald a rabbit's murdered father

well, man is gone: the murders under blinds
clad windowers aside green Numbers;
and doomy decrials
scatter taping blue meat across God-Mamma
o a breaker inside a blue smile
grits to holy gnits when a dazzler inside farters
spread easy prats for liars

a showpiece on the moon yields lunatic suns
to use, just like a killed mourned baby;
and, made from kites, we storm shot guns
and, raised from dykes,
as candlers grow, white fever shuts suns in
glowerers of skies and fingered

dolly feeds..

*
the evil mad paranoid mind of a pentacle
causes idiot fears to crow
o evil sad wand-curves
don drapes from hyper religious parcels,
and a massive miked maid
grows too close to a female christ: slaves
get star-marched to bloody death

well, here, in the West, i will knead knaves
from fairy feathers
and, molted, easy rivers ripen for braids,
and, o, as a friend-tripped angel
gets crucified by cradles
then a desk at sea will sunder oak-trees

ah, a mentalis of ruiners rotates: Bees
buzz too busily
ah, a digitalis of softeners dilate: Bees
buzz to readily
ah, we weep for milkies
ah, we sleep for daisies; and lobbies
get trampled under closed cottages.

once upon a mind, i saw a blooder
come shafting men with easy lathers
and, once jacking, kiddies under mother
crave the dead world of listening mother;
and baby hotels on the moon
get fed to stables as hostile hostesses
get sleek in their dresses

and we extemporise a naked tree-top
and we extemporise a naked tar-top
ahhh: as we drive from sleep, then rocks
came raining from sad eyes

Uh.

*
the jumping banisters i learned off while in wild heaven
hereby sunder lost wives
o jabberers, star-spent, uses spinsters for ideal heaven
and a local mental jam
sinks murdered mentruators when a pinky pole-jam
gets sistered under crazy cold cans
and, la la, salt legions must rend souls
and, la la, salts seasons must rend england
and, o, with india inside africa, the fish under rolls
gets battering bathed buns in sweet ireland.

once upon a mind, i saw a budder come scraping
easy heads, from bonce to shoulders
once upon a head, i sensed a lover come scaping
easy herons with petrel-screams
and, oo, a rhinal rhino-father should live forever
but, cased now, the elephant dead
dream of killed crowds.

the jumping barristers i knew hereby bar me with
an evil clause of psychic Law
and, once scored, a charging mind-maw must rid
all fathers of kangeroo trials

these are my mallard days
these are my final poem-writing days
and i will forever recollect the sad treason of my days.

O, timing city-bonds cause flashed bones to twire
across suns and moons and mamma
O, timing city-bombs cause crashed crones to
express demure dust till dead:

and all poetry and science are the very same:
the sad dichotomy is the mad void between?

*
today, this female and the world she grieves
as now i have slumbered aside all bled sex
will, spent, come flavouring tides
and lasers under ticker lips
get used to burn brass sofas
and, oo, as thunder trips, then grey bananas
will hereby surrender strips to molars.

today, this fatal god and the word he needs
must sink biblers in the past,
and coded riders, wailing high, use masks
to supper for the starving kids in a bath
and, oozed to death,
a dreadful floozy comes rocking sex-graphs.

once upon a sonar mind, eyers of sky-rafts
abuse mellow yearners of
heart-rendering fearers with a mental sod: uh,
once we are sold to cruel loves
then we will roll for eaten gun-rods
and the scented entertainers of sweet love must
get roaring on death's blind chain

O, timing city-bones drink from stone-crags
O, rhyming city-sloanes
star-shrivel till maddeners dream of ole stags
and, cheese-haggard, as weepers use grey bags,
then a detailer of spanish france
will revile blue sensitives
and, blasted by bracken, we use brambles for
a nylon pity
and we cover mien in mexican rubies.

ahh, a scissoring sin cups breasts with birds
and a father to a sistering worm
cum-waylays rasped junk until spind sin storms
death, dirt, disease, and sex
ahh, a quivering quim shuts villagers in lips
ahh, a shivering wind puts dyers under shit
and, la la, a daisy hat will seal pap aside ripped
stoving impossible head-wear: La, a styler trips,

as mad men are left to sleep and scream alone.

*
burnt berries, sky-snapped, spread seaweed across drones
bedded cavvies use a cosmic cellar phone;
and a blinding creator sallies mills with spread scones
and rotted comic cones and rods
delve for the humours inside dead eyes: O, bombs
get sullying for tumours
and men and madam McGill feel for fast mod rumours
and, loused, apers of heart-drills
come sharpening wolves with dromes
and icen woollen dulling pigs arouse sods with slippers.

burnt berries, on blueberry field, get donned by rippers
soft burned cherries
observe televisual levees
and a vase at night gets washed stoned dry
and, oo, a mouse on a hill will surely define a wept slide
ah, burying bakers, butcher-hanged,
haggle with deniers
and dooming blue denyers use deniers as murder's guide.

blamers of gooseberries get gamboed aside female pride
raisers of bruised sweet pennies
come scattering miraculous cloths across ideal dummies.
.
*
Advents of markered men use plasticines for shit
dreamers, wailing by, spread a noose around a clit
o, a dummy head-piece suffers wonderful bum-tit-tit
and a cherrrying pussy-pie
opens up one evil eye
as, rammed with lungs, a piercer of wide wives
strips long haired hippies down.

Advents of mastered men use paraffin for candles
screamers, swingeing high, use pee for angels
and a female writ
gets slumped across naked armpits
and, lo, as focal fotal naked times use hands for whips
then a son of pan will shine in god's blood,
just like a broken eagle.

*
timebombs on the town execute mush with furs
mind-bombs, bound, suck a star-shoot from
a curvature in Bethlem when hotels use curs to
entertain the manic dead
oo, a fatal sealed flat seizes bread from burrs
oo, a natal reeled flat
gets ground down to tranced fats
and local kids in salt rain demote dogs from bats.

mindless lilted head-voices choose to go quiet,
trendless tilted bread-voces
come suppering for bound riots; and ogres rap
about arrows and the secret buts they snap.

timebombs on the town execute marsh with curves
heart-bombs, ground, lead saint peter to
sainted bird-sound
and a feinted river-head socks a boat aside blues
and a daddy smock, sopped,
comes trickling across bled brens and loaders
and a milking celled damsel-maiden
dreams about dead Eden.

*
bolsters under bathrooms come colouring
massing mod attacks
rivers under maskrooms come colouring
hissing soft eye-racks,
and a slayer in a glassroom gets abusing
delicate drovers with heated lost evenings
and a beller boy hops to a starling when
madam macadam stops dirt dead

bolsters under bathrooms come colouring
massing budded macs
and a stationed Leda drowns as swan-inns
drown Zeus in purple wines
and a beggar under mapping wine uses
dust for a drunken sex-aid
and aged crapping tear-glades
drag a mushroom circus for easy city lays

and i will lay down with my pretend lady
and i shall pray after false kids
and i will layer rigs with plastic roses: baby
comes burning in fistulas as
wicked windows ignite rings with cold gas

and, oo, i shall shut a severing blue garden
beneath a blown bath....
..
AMEN?

*
Copyright JDB 30/05/2021.

work-in-progress title: Deeply Down Where Daddies Use Safes
first draft poem then poem-song

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

*
once upon a bad mind, mad boys
get forced; and then a daddy moon
shines as the stars look down;
and sad students in a small town
get fed to false books

once upon a mad mind, bad boys
get corpsed, and then mummy toys
will come to in a master's room
and, la la, instamatics use brooms
to sweep de demon dreariness away.

shouted from a giant hip, graves
get glistering when sadness raves
and, lo, milked sadness uses graves
to sunder wrists with sweet naves

once, as a dummy sun ate summers
then a deadly gun
shot a naked mind to sallowed bits

Bad boys, pistols and plums,
Makes me feel like a kid on the run
Bad boys, pistols and ploves,
Make my heart seem like a rose
Mad men, rendering screams,
Hereby rock the livid dead and, oo,
Bad men feed from anemones
And wide lips pucker after dudes

Bad boys, pistols and plums
Bad boys, pistols and guns
Makes my heart feel for chewing-gum

Laaaa
Laaaa Oh Hahhh
Laaaa Lo Uhhhhhh

And i have used a poppy field
To strangle pain with emperies
And i have noosed nude fates with
Easy funeral pigs
Agh, a lightning mind-rig uses reels
To damage Love's bandaged weal

Bad boys, pistols and plums,
Makes me fee like a kid on the runs
Bad boy, crystals and brogues,
Makes my heart feed on soft lobes
And, oo, old holistic men use drums
To scurry across blinded eardrums

Bad boys, pistols and plumes
Bad boys, pistols and rooms
Makes God seem lost under dunes

Laaaa
Laaaa
Laaaa Oh Huh Huh Huh
oooooooooooooooooooo

The sun is rocked today
The moon is stopped this day
The mountains fall today
O a spook on a wall dies this day
For infant ghosts
O sleek girl-hosts gleam as praise
Damages veins with pigeon-plaids

Bad boys, pistols and plums
Makes my heart appear sex-hung
Bad days, pistols and ploves,
Makes my spirit shine inside lungs
And a female ferine christ
Has to marry screens to lice

ohh a naked butcher bakes meat
ohh a naked bridler sucks wheat
And, as rain men depart, then sleep
Deifies mien with petrol peeks
And, at last, bad children reap a
Killer's crowned gold canary

Uh Uh Uh
EH? EH? EH?

Bad boys, pistols and plums
Bad boys, pastels and rogues
And eyes slide down raided glass
And minds slide down fatal grass

AMEN..AMEN..AMEN

This is the sordid end of women
This is the torrid dreamer's lunge
This is the florid gem that stuns
Video Digital voices with sirens
And a bad man born to blades
Has limbs that swim the Moon
Ahhh, madam child Lysander
Uses Rhodes for Venice
And, ashen, bellmen use varnish
To paint a flamingo island

AMEN..AMEN..AMEN

Bad boys, pistols and plums,
Makes my heart seize dead cum
Bad boys, pistols and ploves,
Makes my heart beat for troves
And lady Andromeda interfuses
Ideal Hectors with laden juices
And, oo, a damsel in dun distress
Sings of murdered Mount Aborra
.,.
This world is shaped from rats
This earth gets raped
And, idolised, a river under bats
Brutalises spind skin and road-cats

Bad boys, pistols and ploves,
Makes my baby wail as she roves
Deeply down a feline smile
Bad boys, pistols and pogues,
Makes my history breakdown..
And when unicorn evils speat clowns
Then meddlers of man-eaters
Will vanish under minotaurs; Oh

Cocoas fed to old Chanel will
ooze from a knickerbox;- Hils crown
Zion under iron lyon-drills
And babbling bad boys drinks stilled
Vaginal waters; and easy crocks thrill
After fixed flowed fuckers
La La: once upon this mind, sad lovers
Gave geesy jives to fingerers
..
Bad boys, pistols and plums,
Makes my soul touch mums where
Addlers of foals don crapped tears
And tears fall just like salt rocks
And fear crawls
And spheres call aside water-clocks

Ohh Ohh Ohh Laaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I stole a rose-mind from easy Lot
I rolled a crow-spine across Rot
And I know that my time has come to
Sunder sullen sons with bad boys

coo-coo-cudgel-coo
shoo-shoot-marvel-moo

Bad boys, pistols and ploves
Makes my heart seem the heart of a rose
Bad days, peoples in plays
Serenade the sides of yesterdays
Bad boys, pistols and ploves,
Bad days, riders of graves must
Issue burns to breadcrusts

Bad boys, pistols and ploves
Bad boys, death under crows
Comes crashing
Down, down
And, oo, itemisers of shows
Forces madam Iris to down
Eyes and ears: And in towns
A bald budder breaksdown

And down, down, down
Goes the bad boys
And down, down, down
Go the sad boys
Uhh

Bad boys, pistols and ploves
Makes my heart seem the heart of a rose:
Bad days, women and slaves
Always seem now to get in the way;
And my mind gets bad
And my cellves use drag
To taunt a wanky sex

And down, down, down
Goes the bad boys
And down, down, down
Go the mad boys whose sounds
Get sharpened into loins
And easy easter-eaters use groynes
To storm a sex-bastille
Ohhh
Ohhh
Ohhh

Bad boys, pistols and crows
Makes my heart seem the heart of a rose
Bad gals, pissers and snows
Makes my head spin aside a ramrose
And disease aside weed
Gets gassed with blinded frets
And dummy brides aside sleeves
Get gassed with wedded shipwrecks

And down, down, down
Goes the bad boys
And down, down, down
Go the questers after mind-mounds,
And we use lips for fevers
And we use sugary fast fingers
And a vinegar slant
Washes mills inside a pepper-plant
Ahhhhh

The whirling words of Gods must
Extemporise dummy sons; and dust
Will fly behind steeples
And, laa, a naked eyeful strikes peoples
From logo police and bully lust;
And, once below a head,
Tossed flamingos went to bed
And i espy Hero wetting her floor-bed

The daddy moon must
Surrender cocoons to lunar dived breads
And summery starred winters
Curry capons with idiot luncheon pitchers
And a tiny apron-child gets
Rammed across lips and dolly-wrecks
And a mummy mouth
Surrounds all cellves in clothes
And we sear a tooth to a throat
And we appear killed??

Bad boys, pistols and plums
Makes my heart seem the eye of the sun
Bad girls, pistols and ploves
Makes my heart seem the mind of a rose
And duos under marshed men
Scatter cloves across blonde gem
Dazzles deniers with a crisscrosser
..
Bad boys, pistols and ploves
Bad girls, whistlers and crows....
Bad boys, bad toys, sad sex-shows..

ooo i realise the sides of a sideshow
And naked mamma mary
Uses guns for death's lost canary
And wetted cabby boy-ladies
Drag stools across dirtying boobies

La La La
O-La..... buttery bisons bag daddies
And crowded natal gardens
Get fed to shaved stone
La La La
O-la... mentalis has gone to stone
All wide wives with pelted pig-bones
.
Oo, bad boys, pistols and plums
Oo, bad joys, eagles and nuns
OOOOOOOO
OOOOOOOOO

THE END..

*
when lucid Aladdin rubs his daisy-lamp
then coded Paladin rules de roosts
o as naked cold cabins get opening
then de hotel cold will scissor ceilings
and we dance across darjeeling
and we lend de cross to red coots

as sad mad men don straits, then roots
will surely use hands for boots
and a daddy dune
gets led to hired waters
and a dizzy moon uses sons for daughters
and a merry mind
accuses sin of killing lost times

when a damager drains fast flowers then
ivories must flail under rivers; and men
sink deeply down in de muds right now

*
where naked Aladdin uses throats for vans
then Aladdin rubs his lampooned caravans;
O, once aside a Paladin,
crazy sapphires get led to cartoon seasands
and a daddy on a pier
uses hands for buds
and a native jesus-love heals lord God

as sad men don straits, then blood-boots
will most certainly save middays;
and a blue blind evening midafternoon
gets glittered with closed tears
O, as we cry ourselves to sleep, runes
get warping

uhhh and saddeners use catkins for
shaving apples from green whores
uhhh and maddeners use hairpins for
slayer bald kids with burned city morse

the sun in the cleft sky looks down at
easy eager stars and doom denial: rats
hereby wed mice

*
o we will shave the dead to the utmost wick
we will sunder cellves from bread
and we accuse outselves of chewing lead,
and a cat at noon mewls at the dead
and sullen body-flies get fed to soft licks

when a rummager uses dells then tits
get cupped in defective hands; and hips
grow, just like a woman grows;
and, oo, once upon chickens, old crypts
got stuck up a bum-burner

o we will shave the dead as we kill slits
o we will crave the dead
and, once swilled, de beakers of death
get swirling under cunt-plebs
and i have seen my cool head burn
and i have poked sods aside permed

ruby vitamins: O, we must stop
now; O, we must close sex down as
we open up a cruel store inside crops

*
there are bad boys here who dare not cry
there are mad girls near;
and, o, as doom denial cuts a gusset-sky
then laden leaders must shed hot eyes
across letterers of lust
o, these are my mallard days
o, these are my ballad days; OO, wives
get slanted at a blurred bit
OO, dives dive for shit as bad lives
noose bodiers with friendly dingoes

there are bad boys here who daren't die
there are children getting high;
and a red hugeness of sight uses pies
to force-feed dead bodies;
and a rider of plebs drags after slides
and a naked star-squib
gets used now as cold ovens: And tides
come rotating
..
there are bad boys here who dare not cry
there are killed gals near;
and i shall shed no tears for life
and i shall show no interest in life: Ahh,
when once an intercity drives mice
deeply down where daddies use safes

then eaters of babby men must carve
bedazzlers from mixed meat-paths.

*
bad boys, pistols and ploves
makes my heart feed the heart of a rose
bad gals, pistols and plays,
all god's worlds seem to get in the way

ahh this wide earth is deranging
o, afternoons never felt so long
and here and now, a writer of a song
gets fed to god's King Lear
and women use the dead's sun-sphere
to pregnantly anoint night's fear

bad boys, pistols and ploves
bad boys, crystals and rogues
bad days, pistols and plays...

Ahhh i saw an entertainer nearby
and he fell from a city in the sky
and i saw an growler rending blurred eyes
from granite lagoons
Ahhh i certified god's lovers
Ahhh i sent impassioners to easy blazers
and i went down my own timeline
and saw my dead father back at school?
..
*
bad boys, pistols and ploves
bad boys, canaries and crows
bad day, missiles and graves
bad ghosts must feel after summer
and a winter's ice seizure must sunder
the birds that the old woman keeps
and deniers drag gold for waters
and soft liars drag souls for slaughters

bad boys, pistols and plums
makes my heart seem a city of guns
bay joys, pastilles and plays,
all god's work seems to get in the way
bad boys, bad girls,
sad toys, mad pearled curls
mad man, dinning dines aside swirls
and you and i will see these swirls
and you and i will comb all worlds for

fast funerals
and our fun funerals will be funferals?
Uhh Uhh Uhh

.END...

*
Copyright JDB 02/06/2021.

work-in-progress title: Siren Song
1st draft poem then poem-song

catacombs underwater may seize the grave
from easy nights where ravens pray
o a scissor-siren daubs hair with naves when
darkness sunders denial,
and the easy fountains of the killed use sirens
to send magic-men to murder
and a daddy major
sends diaries to flava as a digger under gems
gets gutted by powder

catacombs underwater may well seize the day
but a dizzy dolly demander
must write against red fever as scalded livers
get fed to feline catty thunder;
o, a bed at sea uses guns for lovers when slaves
come sundering blue tithes

and wicked women dream about the killed.

*
Bad boys, pistols and ploves
Make my heart seem the heart of a rose
Bad days, peoples in plays
Serenade the sides of yesterdays
Bad boys, pistols and ploves,
Bad days, riders of graves must
Issue burns to breadcrusts

Bad boys, pistols and ploves
Bad boys, death under crows
Comes crashing
Down, down
And, oo, itemisers of shows
Force madam Iris to down
Eyes and ears: And in towns
A bald budder breaksdown

And down, down, down
Goes the bad boys
And down, down, down
Go the sad boys
Uhh

Bad boys, pistols and ploves
Makes my heart seem the heart of a rose:
Bad days, women and slaves
Always seem now to get in the way;
And my mind gets bad
And my cellves use drag
To taunt a wanky sex

And down, down, down
Goes the bad boys
And down, down, down
Go the mad boys whose sounds
Get sharpened into loins
And easy easter-eaters use groynes
To storm a sex-bastille
Ohhh
Ohhh
Ohhh

Bad boys, pistols and crows
Make my heart seem the heart of a rose
Bad gals, pissers and snows
Make my head spin aside a ramrose
And disease aside weed
Gets gassed with blinded frets
And dummy brides aside sleeves
Get gassed with wedded shipwrecks

Bad boys, pistols and plums
Makes my heart seem the eye of the sun
Bad girls, pistols and ploves
Makes my heart seem the mind of a rose
And duos under marshed men
Scatter cloves across blonde gems when
Pissed Dazzle-Deniers noose waldrons
..
Bad boys, pistols and ploves
Bad girls, whistlers and crows....
Bad boys, bad toys, sad sex-shows..

ooo i realise the sides of a sideshow
And naked mamma mary
Uses guns for death's lost canary
And wetted cabby boy-ladies
Drag stools across dirtying boobies

THE END..

*
natal mental statues use stone for wine
o fretted renal radios
drag a loud sea for meadows
and a dizzy denier gets necked from timed
giddy bodies
o mental tissues use a bone for brine
o doubters under metals
drag dogs for vines
and, la, as missions sleep then coded crime
must send pigs to easy heaven

natal mental statues use sloanes for tines
o butterers, bled, fuse bands with twine
and a bodier of a bandaged string
comes back home
and, la la, messengers, stoned, use snuff
to wash deaths underneath blonde muff

once upon a bald time, eyers with fluff
got curled under treason

*
venal eagled spunk-tapestries use a dog for tyres
evil eaten junkies don daddy's syringes
and a cat at sea dresses down
and a rat in sleeves taunts the town
and, ahh, a bodier of jaunts jack sex-clowns

o once aside a mind, a moggy under crowns
has to caress an easy net
o once inside a mind, a mammy under mounds
uses canals for frets
and a coded camal
gets fed to anal dromedaries

venal eagled spunk-tapestries use a dog for spires
devillers, jumped, accuse hogs of using fires
and, oo, as keen faces change
then cobra dreams will surely waste for daisies

*
the coda of the canny killed must raise a rope from dungeons
o canaries, sundered by, must
entertain tablets with mad-dust
and a daddy rainbow raises honey from soaps
and a mummy river-show
dazzles dusters with sawers of sex sewers; and, O, moats
come sundering beds with lights

venal easelled jacking weavers weep as soft eyes break
la la, evil measled nasty nazi rivers
don macadams and shaky mushrooms; and god's snake
comes shovelling nut-shafts under mirrors
la la, as madam ava mary gusts across scisssors
then bled boys will surely quake

the coda of the canny killed sends seed to a holy bunny
oo a soldier to money
gases greed when a feverish hen lays false egg: o, sonnies
sink coins inside dummies
and we are wrapped up just like pharoah mummies
and we wipe our fast hands on paved pyramids

o once upon a mind, i dug for faeces only to find that
giggling vodka gals had gone to sleep in a sealed flat.

*
this wild world is fuelled by sirens; and dreamers, decked,
dream of diamond fools
o this earth of kids gets seasoned with sex diamates
and a daddy dune drones after messed mules
and a bunny moon gets sawn across trees when nests
come shuddering
ahh, a candifier nooses buttered necks
ahh, a sullen hearse-noose uses efts when snipped wrecks
get cascading under tears

this wild world is fuelled by daemons; and screamers, pecked,
delve beds for fingers
and we shaft after singers when swirling babby vinegars
get washed aside peppered villagers
and a coded fever-flower
guides a cocker under towers; and fowling eagle-pinchers
dress down for a fed hour

uh.

And I don't remember when last I saw the sun
I heard there books of premises
But I must have read them wrong
Cut of gas-tap carriages
Through which the whorld respires
I sit and scribble messages
Where daylight pales to fire
And I don't remember when last I saw the sun
Don't remember when indifference last took me for a son

And I don't remember when last a sunrise rose
Over the wits that spit me
Closer and closer to cooling prose
I heard there were books of Genesis
But i must have read them wrong
Holding a woman to ransome
For the follies of mankind's wand

And I don't remember when last I saw the sun
Don't remember when a woman last took me in her arms
And I don't remember when last a sunset sank
Over the wits that fester me
Closer and closer to Godless ranks
Cut of gas-tap carriages
Through which the whorld respires
I sit and sing in offices
Where daylight pales to fire

And I don't remember when last i saw the sun
Don't remember when indifference last took me for a son.
....

*
while shut in a pillar-box, i overheard lyons in a cave
come sharpening bones with fires
o, as a city's shorn skin dribbles under soft spires
then harkening dizzy vim fiddles aside miller-mires
and we wade aside de Thames
and we raise brides aside bitten gems
and we weevilise for ruby riders when blind hens
come clucking after spastic eggs

while shut in a soft butt, majors in denial will edge
deeply down from a margarine sound
and weepers cry for christmas
and idlers espy a naked easter-pinnace come raiding
blinders with goofy tashes; and mentalis has to drown
and, sodded, sodden eye-clashes
crap across dauphins

when once a silent mask covers a wide mast then
soundless salience may well smother ears in linen,
and a rider on pure rain
swells up, and a dizzy train trips trackers and, O,
once upon a mind of pain
i oversaw dolphins drinking ocean-pepper
and, once upon gold rain, my headpiece uses paper
to adorn words with towels

Uh?

*
men-o-war, laid, lend heads to slaughters
female backdoors send beds to doctors
and a malnourished hands reaches after
cancers and body-burns

men-o-war, laid, lend breads to daughters
shemale front-daubs accuse red proctors
of sky-widening mice into papers
and, la la, ideal christs dream about cupboards

and a revealer of a spun throne knots laughter
under bruised rats and canine tom-cats;
and tauran mad men slide dicks up rose-bats
and eaters of seamans missions use slats

to sunder easter-ridings with sodden prats
and, oo, when easy dizzy drivers hurl praits
directly under a midnight sun
then delvers of Mars drink to swooners: guns

shoot cads dead and chokers in mirrors stun

everything but the world.

*
the endless egg of a hot-shelled world
hisses when pans fold
pacers aside blue gold
and a sauced denyer uses pants for cold
and a forcing snake
shapes a dunny lake from ogres under drakes

the endless egg of a head-caked girl
kisses when hands fold
across veiny vaulted foals; and city curls get
draggled after toad-troves;
and fathers to sister-sods raise wet kecks;

and the deriver of de lost moon has to
set alight to headless shoulders
and the eying face liner wich stings de blues
command sex dials
and, o, as a startling file dreams
then dirt and disease and sex-deaths

will hereby lend a lion to a cagey city drive

Uhh

*
Bad boys, pistols and ploves
Makes my heart seem the heart of a rose
Bad days, peoples in plays
Serenade the sides of yesterdays
Bad boys, pistols and ploves,
Bad days, riders of graves must
Issue burns to breadcrusts

Bad boys, pistols and ploves
Bad boys, death under crows
Comes crashing
Down, down
And, oo, itemisers of shows
Force madam Iris to down
Eyes and ears: And in towns
A bald budder breaksdown

And down, down, down
Goes the bad boys
And down, down, down
Go the sad boys
Uhh

Bad boys, pistols and ploves
Makes my heart seem the heart of a rose:
Bad days, women and slaves
Always seem now to get in the way;
And my mind gets bad
And my cellves use drag
To taunt a wanky sex

And down, down, down
Goes the bad boys
And down, down, down
Go the mad boys whose sounds
Get sharpened into loins
And easy easter-eaters use groynes
To storm a sex-bastille
Ohhh
Ohhh
Ohhh

o once upon a mind, i dug for faeces only to find that
giggling vodka gals had gone to sleep in a sealed flat.
o once aside time, i wretched on dirty bath-mats
and an easy mind must revere the scented dead as
mitchers inside limes
come scooting under bird-spines

o once below a rhyme, i snapper a gun across a rat
o once aside bone-wine
my bed span around to reveal a punished moon made
sex-kodak-comatose
and a splinted baby-brake
grips to a feline mister where a father to a flower

sends dingoes to donkey-sleep; and pony towers
sink silent silks beneath weepers and lost hours

*
ooo we extended a buttery gallows to hidden drapes
ooo we expounded after soft family,
and a heaper of hot fathers
gets to jack god's feathers; and a sputterer memory
suffers the cuspids of lovers
and, uh, as radio red men use apes for mammas
then copious dragon seed
will most certainly paint grey steeds

oh, once upon a button-nose, a venal tomcat
fed furry sparkish dreams to felinity; and, capped,
eastery arising holy queen cats
get led to holy aslam the king of cats.

*
Copyright JDB 03/06/2021.

work-in-progress title: And Ideal Fathers Die
first draft poem then poem-song

down, down, down went the liquid kids in a spent mind
la la, dowly down,
a rotunda of peoples used towns for swift crimes
and a ginner aside steeples
cums sundering hands with nerves

down, down, down went the eager pigs where times
got candled under debts
and a naked shrew gets force-fed to minds when
star-combers bled no more

*
down, down, down went the cinematic crowd
downly down,
as faces flit, then bloodied men aside shrouds
will sermonise clouds
and a city vault uses roses to ruin flowers
and an easy witness dies

we got candled under tables
we hot sandalled by easy fables; and towers
taunt tinny tears
and a rider of fears dons lost tears

*
down, down, down went the man in de shroud
dowly down, once razed,
a buddha for a father drags slaves with graves
and a naked scissor
gets fed to brides

down, down, down went the gal in de South
o, deniers that lead men to sleeves
get pinching pinkies with blown mind-mounts:
and ideal fathers cry

*
the cities in blue rain must cry after cuddles
the biters under soft trains
must surely suffer angels
and, oo, as laden cablers use eyes for puddles
then tawny sad men may bleed

down, down, down went a sea aside weed
downly down,
a writer on green corn gives bed to slease
and a peacock sound
gets gun-fed to easter-xmas;
and bodiers of farmed men afix ole crusts
to breaded gaggy frowns

the cities in blue rain must cry after greed
and a piglet inside gain
gets galoshed across easers of drowned
droners;
and once aside a bombed mind, lovers
got hot and cold for
peppery peppermint-wars

o the day grows all too shot
o timed graves shower slides with rot
and truculant bad boys
get shimmying where odes to toy-shops
gag all adult toys

*
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 christs
and, 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

while shut in a soft butt, majors in denial will edge
deeply down in a margarine sound
and weepers cry for christmas
and idlers espy a naked easter-pinnace come raiding
blinders with goofy tashes; and mentalis has to drown
and, sodded, sodden eye-clashes
crap across dauphins

Uh?

*
o when mad men receive honorary doctorates
i espied a dead men using hot honeys
to hide his jammy pride across swift hands
o an easy learner
listens intently; and a fairy fever uses cans
to cause beans to fry till murdered

down, down, down came the easy pharoah
downly down, shent,
liquid Hermes causes a boner of a shadow
to shoot creators dry;
and, O, we sleep under wives
and, O, we rap across thunder-cries

o when mad men receive honorary proctorates
i espied a green ham using bastard monkeys
to summer-assault dirty whites with
camal kisses and family ties
and, once trashed, a low shakespearo ribs
a daddy hillside

when once a silent mask covers a wide mast
then flyers at sea
will, for certain, come home to find the past
to find a son of Man
made-up from braintrees and old Woman

*
Knife the sun, lady, knife the sun; you know the rules, now go on the run
-life destroys as peace defines - come take the womb & make it grind.
knife the sun, lady, knife the sun; you know the rules, now go on the run.

The moon gets cold & the stars grow older; no more the moon, just look
over your shoulder - the darkness maims as the summer declines - no more
the womb, just destruction in the mind.

Your palls of white are closing, lady; four palls of death, four palls of
closet red - night is the madness, all-deposing - no more the womb, just
destruction in the head - we've seen the summer climbing softly - the
truth is dreaming, a million tombs behind - no more a life, just birth in
rumour's posing; no more the womb, just destruction in the light.

Knife the sun, lady, knife the sun; knife the sun, lady, knife the sun;
knife the sun, lady, knife the sun; knife the goddamn sun. come on a trip
& the acid heart shall seize; come on a trip & the heart shall greet
disease; come swallow rot & sense the heart run red; come swallow rot &

see the child run dead..

Knife the sun, lady, knife the sun; knife all the men you've ever won;
knife at the wards, at the hospice in the lung; knife all the men you've
ever won..

Loved loud women, always did; loved loud women since just kids; -
come take this Lord away; loved reeled crime since we raped day..

*
idolisers, lammed, shoot a parrot mind
shooters, drammed, toast a bullet-blind
and a dad at sea
uses waves for trees
and a holy pharoah uses powder-bees
to star-sting blue angels
and a dummy gun shoots tides when
easy sirens get killed
and alarms, ript, spill daffies under gems

idolisers, lammed, shoot a parrot wynd
coopers, canned, use jokes for times
and eaten genius laughter
gets lambasted by fools and idiot paper

O, once upon a grey mind, skittlers
will most certainly come home to find
leopard peppers jamming razor-rinds

idolises, lammed, shoot a parrot-mind
rooters, slammed, rotate aside
greying milky Venus;
and daddies found within hiss for penis
and mammy genius got drilled
with heated fairy thumbs

Loud lauded english women will hide
Madam Macadam
under boned pork-rhythms; and tides
come to an ocean-heel when
dreamt drowners cause men to sell

all metaphor, all wide birds; all Hell

*
And down, down, down
Goes the bad boys
And down, down, down
Go the questers after mind-mounds,
And we use lips for fevers
And we use sugary fast fingers
And a vinegar slant
Washes mills inside a pepper-plant
Ahhhhh

*
these red brollies found at sea hiss as salt-rain
bathes aside ruins
la, a dizzy doll-sound seasons lips with grain
and boncing skull-ground
anoints deniers with wastrels
and balded caverns on a drip feed a clitoris
to vacant sex-beds

O, these red brollies found in salt-seed kisses
a filthy collonade of dirt and disease: Old fixes
delight in a midnight flower
and dodderes, sniped, erect hills when stasis
damages cloaks with towered dills

these cavernous worlds that sunder maces must
send a daughtered mind to sleep
o these ravenous raven whorls
that sunder hereby drive owls across town-tuck
and tracklers under phlegm
glow, just like a woman glows; and bethlem
gets raided with summery mind-Bedlam

eyers, spired, suck upon malts as a grey waltz
summons pleaders with armed city graves
and, inspired, fuck guns vaults with scathed
dirtying cunny moon-trades
and, oo, as winged star-staves abuse colts
then shiverers, car-laid,
goes to noose a mill
and a creamy creator has no cunt to swill

*
when once awashed with paved paints, a canvas heart
may well listen to death's living counterpart
and, o, a radio underground
must give its loud lungs to a lunging opera-cart
and a laden raven song
gets chanting for fast jazzers on the run; O, de dark
switches midnight radio to remote.

when once awashed with taped paint, a canvas father
may well listen to a glistering moon
Ah, a burny bum boy kids a sitar with a false guitar
and a soverign rider under mad noon
gets jumped now
O, a dabbler of viola in viol pushes sand across tunes

when once awashed, a failure who screams as he a jives
must sentinilise a senile abbey with whipped hymnals.

*
Blood is a Bible, blood is aspen
rhythm; blood is the plectrum that shends away the prism - routlaws,
doubtlaws, men inside the mind - the pentecheuchal daughter is a maiden
doin' crimes. No man knows the heaven's reason, no man knows the heaven's
treason - No Man breathes beneath the mystic earth - No Man is Man & Man
is smirf - I am the schiz swing, here to cure a gold ring; I used this wing?
Ahhh murder me with your flava and your power
uhhh snap my city razor
la, cut a kissed wasp-flower

the patient of Adromeda is interfused with swinged
dog deaths and canine statues

run with me, run with me: let lobbed masses
swing for the pirates, the thieves, the crows
ehhhh?
hedons hear hearsed fallen ashes
dragging dolts from fuel-tongued hashes
and the keen ghosts of sex-sundered veins
cum deeply for
chapped daughtered doctored sex wards
cum, come with us:
claim life inside us as a gaoled daddy dreamed bus
STOPS
Dead!..]
u huh!!
..run with pirates, thieves and crows....

*
the data on the moon is blue
the saviour of summer hops for the true
o, a gentile sailor gets chopped whilst sleuths
canonise blinding fire-spires
and, rifted, a sea in ten waved hands use boots
to drag a madam cousin downstream: O, roots
get snaffling across green counties
and, with veins crisscrossed, buttered mounties
must surrender bibs to soft shoots

the dinted fablers on a false moon must move
and foreheaded madam colts sky-fill a fill-snood
with gilded guilty heart-decriers
ah, a latent body-perm dishes ash to squires
and a bashy bast of a cat-skin
comes corroding a venus-mask with sea-spind
salted peperami bodice-winds
and coated painted planners rise from limbs

*
dragglers of flirty mermen use a hide to entrap
fallowers of dirty merwomen,
and the dives in gorgon-heat
jostles behind bruised eyes; and all next week
a tangerine tithe may well pay for the holy meek,
and devisers of both dawn-night and dreamt meat
must collonise ribboners with shafted signals

and a bedded marm-child rotates beneath gulls
and a shredded famed child
sleeps in a caught star; Ah, as ethers snap files
then bruisers on Mars
sear honey-wells aside planted planet-parks
and meddlers weep lives
and cantos curve across a river raised from carps
and a twizzler, without a cross,
comes parading silks in fishy moon-carts

oh-yay!!

once along a sad time, i overloaded
once along a bad mind, i got imploded
and, ashen, waxed fruits use mental vices
ha, once upon god's mind, i used faces
to sallow cheeks with late evening

and stolid action men get sacrificed to soft squires.

*
Poetry & Science are much the same
The dichotomy is the Void between?

END!

*
Copyright JDB 05/06/2021

work-in-progress title: Once Upon a Flower
first draft poem then poem-song

where eaten samphire drags a dummy sea for waves
then beaten star-fires
melt; and a local mind uses hags for mummy wards
and a laden riven moon uses pyres
to rummage under tyres

where eaten samphire drags a dummy sea, then plaid
swelters; and, o, once upon a flower
limey emeralds dream for Eden

ah, a fatal fotal fast tower falls to earth when graves
glister; and, car-clasped, drawlers feed mad lays
with filthy diamates;
and eyers of faces snap after tides.

*
where eaten samphire drags a mammy sea for blades
then openers, shaved,
loosen daddy bitches with evil skin-trades
and a devil briar uses brooches for mind-naves
and an evil spire
gets washed aside cold cryers
and we wish along whistles where loaded slaves
ram salt honey down around
peter pan and a panto earth.

where eaten samphire drags daddy dweebs for graves
then a silent abuser
comes slithering across deadeners
and love's bird is crisscrossed with ragglers where
a dummy nerve drinks hair..

and a fatal fire grasps to air
and a natal liar uses lost prayer to fib for veins

*
where eaten samphire drags a dicky bone then eyes
must harden
o when beaten mind-choirs swing for stone then eyes
will open
up, across a bled stage where a cager of closed skies
drips from barred onions
and a molten city-raft
gets suppered after glass ovens where fatal hearts
hiss in the hispid dark
and, oo, a leader of arks sinks boats aside carts
and, la la, lovers kill kinkers
with haloes and head-stretchers

where eaten samphire drags a dicky bone then eyes
must sharpen
a useless concrete garden,
and a hotel on the moon renders ravens dead as lives
and weevillers, washed away,
summon ice from coded clays
and a claving romancer drags cars for easy laves

Uh.

*
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?

*
the dirtiers of doomed denyers drag a hose for a hasp
la, as riders under dived deniers
drag a rotator across a father
and, oo, a eyries shake, then easy eaglers use lathers
to wash away drowned budders
and, once shaved, buddha beards wag aside fevers

the dirtiers of doomed denyers drag a rose for glass
la, as writhers sunder devillers,
then dreamers of elbows come shuddering: O, masks
supper for lost forks and knives
and a diner underfire seizes trains from sea-scribes

where eaten samphire issues a tawny tawsed bride
from cablers and stations,
then easy drivers will use a confuser for a sun-wife
and, when once hills fuse,
then entertainers will dream of milks and babby-blues

*
the sons of lovers leapt high - ah, clowns
caressed berry bombs
& the Ides of Death tricked a salt sound
to sea-hang funeral facing chicken dons
/ ?/
gary skies, oo, gary slides - we've been
weeping, weeping
the sleeping mind of God hears gold weed
& a daggered steed
raises Gary from Laden Ladies
...
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 bit

blown sky-high, a miraculous madam rides across Spain
oo, a circus circuit uses lambs for rapine cussed pain,
and rainbowers of soft brains
cause hearts to tilt; and, la, eyers of grain blind faces
with devillers of crass empirical red mind-reins

and eyers grind bodies down to fierce dust as laces use
a damager for margarines,
Ah, a bodier of braintrees uses ice for life as jesus-jeans
get donned by genetics

the sun appears dead as the moon seems live but stars
caress lunacy as solar bread
stops to slice love; and, uh, whimpering velvet cars
concertina

forever and ever..

*
blown, just like a mind, a deifier of dinosaurs uses T Rex
to sunder gems to wine
la la, stoned, just like lost time, a denier of plastic fuses
gets crowded under lime
and daddies who cut grime must surrender kids to nooses
and fingering ginger men must
suck across a gun-butt

blown, just like a mind, a deifier of dinosaurs uses T Rex
to thunder after de reptilian
and a mammy fire dreams of Eden
and a dusty sparce triceratops bathes snakers aside deaths
and moony moaner boyfriends
drive a dizzy prehistorc bird across candifiers

the eyes of idolisers sharpen a nest with sadness
the riders of equalisers harden breasts
and a braker of soft scissor gardens uses metal madness
to scatter dirty lambs across asylum-hills

oh, a soapy sweety sex-porridge has to gas father-frills
oh, an oaty easy labile cunt-sedge
has to grasp celtic god from easy kids and darling mills
and, once defined by blood,
an eaten samphire sky must send daddy drawl when hens

draggler after dummy dames as ingenious scottish mien
uses the irish welsh with a heated holy lens;
and, lo, me and mental Love must sweat for England

Uh?

*
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.

*
the blaring bodyless sitar of a swung indian soul
has to pray after cigars
O, a lady under insidious cars has to spin ole cars
across sirens and riders
O, airless plyons use drivers to sunder cold Mars
and a babby's sweet beaker
gets swallowed
and a father to easter hacks xmas from cradlers
and, laa, a laddy under cracks
comes suppering for tear-tracts
and an easy cuddler comes squirting ash where
a dabbler cries for creation

the blaring bodyless river of a spun african soul
lives for endless pleasure
O, a heart-witness, measured, uses closed foals
to surrender eyes to Leda
and idylls of swanny Zeus uses boats for fingers
and coded cryers crashdown
along pealers of fires and ashen moon-towns
O. as ashen falons weep sand
then a trasher of talons must expand across sound
and easy tissuers must send valves to sleep

as weepers idolise a serial spiller then mad meat
must get fucked up, up, up
and daisies under pups feed rats to fast cats
and herpetic tundra comes chanting as fruit-fats
slumber under pooled lungs

uh *

the tawny titterer of a slung maid nooses sex in wet flour
o an easy Hitler sea-hangs slaves where a picture of hours
sidles beneath bruised sleep; and an angled angel of flowers
vomits side-saddled to creeps. O, a magpie in a burned tower
tosses city varmints when a sheerness of mad eyes empower
laden greasers with mod men and idiots inside cold-showers

and the eyes of March show warm blind crows where ice
caddies after motelled milky mind shows; and we ram lights
where, damaging naked wine, a flask of paint drinks to christ's
impossible boozing plower. O, the magi in a cave heard mice
swallowing brooms whereby a dreary sun fell down around
a blue-bedded waller of spies; and mental cells swallow sound
and we dance for a davy dance and we slide underground

the tawny twitterer of a manx bird delves soap mince and a
dredger of tea spitters don waxed worlds where a soft car
crusades after naked motored mad girls. O, a parader's star
marries naked neurones with peed peals that wet sex-starred
body-clefts swill-found inside seized weals; and messy bards
bang in a booker's clancy hand as a bayer of brands scars
tremulous daughterers of nancy drams with hot-glans-bars

and the eyes of April open out upon a dinny dream of Men
and the brides of Napels blind up with dizzy lesbotic gems
and a bone of braded basts builds a baby smiles high when
we may leap from a masted dill and slide outside old children
..

*
hair-weathering, a shelterer of mind money
mints a wagging purse from fatal honey
o, niggard nappers, gunned, kill de family as v-signs
get blown mind-high

hair-weathered, a shelterer of wine-baby
mints a wagging beard from mental ladies
o, december windows get opened to the cold when
vast and vinegared pillows
get pierced by dream-men

and a gabbler in the Thames has to suffer spines
and a wrangler of soft star-stems
gets throttled by faceless guns and soft hens
and, ahh, we seemed endless
and, ahh, we stormed tombs
and de father doublecrossed the moon.

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

*
Copyright 06/06/2021

work-in-progress title: The Diaries Sun-Buried In My Garden
first draft poem then poem-song

the diaries sun-buried in my garden adorn
a mental moon mousaka with soft thorns;
and a daddy mindist fades to day when
fathers extend a pond across scratchmen
and, oo, as naked sons
sweat in sadness, a family underfire
punches riflers aside drums

the diaries found beside me must use gems
to stone a precious god-baby,
and domed deniers that make way for Mary
will sermonise booze where,
made ashy, a crazy sea-prayer eats money

and, lo, crazy islets use gum for stickies
and, lo, hazy rivulets use gum for dickies
and, lo, easy sliver-lips

drop dead now

*
townsmen, shielded, abuse cities as old fire
slams a funeral aside a tired pyre,
and today's melted bride hisses; O, spires
sunder sassy metal
and, ah, weevils ooze Dettol
and, la, devils snooze for petals; and tyres
lay faces under crusts

townsmen, shielded, abuse bodies with fires
and, all summer long, gasfires are turned
aside an open oven
and a baby under onions will tease ferns
and a daddy moon-head
must suffer a female rotunda

*
the diaries sun-buried in my garden adorn
a mental manyana with madam banana; O,
formless parriahs, shot,
get gifting cocks to rot as a bodier of roasts
shoots poultry ceilings
and, la la, mentalis, banged, uses a cot to
form a genius child-chicken-being

townsmen, shielded, abuse bodies with
heated earrings
and, o-la, as shearings turn then lost kids
will surely certify leaders aside grey figs
and a local locust hisses
and a focal crocus hisses
and a changeling, inside lips, kiss ribs

*
the timeless turning of a clocked mind
has to enter digital hands across swine
o, a scented baker
dons watches where a decker under wine
dreams of doctors
and, lo, as we raid air, a kicker under vines
stamps across veins

townsmen, bleeding, get crashed for pain
city-trippers, reeling, get lashed across rain
and, o, as salt rain cuts the lace we tread
then ideal buddies must
lock a daddy smile aside crazy dusts

the timeless turning of a clocked spine
idolises deaths then cries across twined
mental grievings

*
ideal greying fathers get jacked by rafters
la la, flailing pastors get packed in laughter
o a deadener, dragged, gets
piss-pecked by human pets
and, oo, when we go to sleep then mumbas
will sunder sin with thunder

the aimless shadowers of bed-pans use lust
to shoot faeces across dead-end hands
and a scissoring blue-mien
gets cuffed with bitumen when nude cans
feed cold uncooked soups to easy drams

ideal greying fathers get jacked by fevers
la la, wailing mind-inspectors
get shafted; and a cardial flava uses livers
to onion-feed deniers to strangled mirrors
and, when 'done', a keen dicky will

raid butters with blown beds on cold hills

*
these ivied days where i lay down my cold head
get lollied aside sweet hair
o, as petters of soft chairs drag ponds for beds
then a dizzy dream-focus
must extend harpoons to the utmost lotus,
and, once charmed, a messy reader must tread
daffy days with alarmers

these ivied days where i encage life's heart
get dollied under a radio-crocus
and, o, as wives die then hustlers use art
to shower cradlers with a focussing tart;
and, ah, a bastard kid dreams about darts

uhh

*
o we used a sex-bullseye for a sweet gourde
o we fused a death with solid cards
and, la, as weepers feed torrid bards then
coded blood birds may well sleep for penned
baby-rock

o we used a sex-bullseye for god's dead world
o we noosed a bed to blowing wards
and, la, as reapers heave across farts then gals
will surely come back homeward to find
ancient palsies peering deep inside female-bines

and, la la, as cardinal cafeteria will shudder for
delvers of lips and eagles
and, la la, as evil grey cavatinas quiver for wars
then ideal husbands must hustle after
dizzy dames who, crushed, bind dogs to gulls

uh a self-bandager uses a false knife for a skull

may the spirit in its blind contest the jesus mind
of seven serried thieves in the graves of token thieves
and may the chapel in its turn depose the prince of urns
in the semi-comal bind of the woman in the spine
and may the thomas in the sperm depose the sainted fern
of the strutting seed at large in the butterfly barge
and the may sucker in the sun denude the moon in gun
and the parried blood of christ lie raped inside its heist
and the coil of judas clan lie buried in the lamb
of man and woman mine and mine deposed at spine
by the doctor in the vein and the skeinward daisy chain
that hurts the bible's mouth in the dawning of the south
and may the kine who tow the line lie broken in the sine
of seven herod thieves in the drumming of the leaves
in the sino pact of blood in the coming of the bud
and the course of hero doom in the iris of the room;
the room containing death in the driving of the theft
that breaks where light don't shine.
in the scrying of the brine
in the balls that shed no seed
in the braining of the weed
in the mouth of mary christ
in the drumming of the heist
in the thraling of the doll
in the plastic herod moll
in the dining halls of doom
in the mining of the moon
in the place that knows no aim
in the reigning of the rain
in the fall of time begun
in the course of kingdom come
in the sinal nose of death
in the rose of anal theft
in the force that drives the flower.
in the dawning of the hour
in the wrack of rock-n-roll
in the chiming of the soul
in the bones that do not speak
in the wreaking of the weak
in the caul of baby man
in the dunning of the clan
in the scent of judas love
in the dying of the dove
in the roll of rose and rain
in the plying of the chain
and the scent that drums now.
in the scorning of a laugh
in the cain of dead disdain
in the pauling of the pane
in the window no-one sees
in the turning of the seas
and the curse of jonah god
in the clanging of the rod
and the purse inside the mane
of the lion in the skein
of the law that lives ahead
of the mason in the head
and the builder of the tears.
in the coming of the years
in the child who lives no more
in the op'ning of the door
on the world that knows no way
to reap the change of day.
in the sizing of the lamb
in the field of alsorans
in the firesigns of the dawn
where the earth is toadless spawn
and the stars come down to sleep
where the tides are out to reap
the sea inside the sun
where the alligators run
and break the angelled heads
of the children out of bed
where this life is rare
as the flair of endless prayer
and the summer is abroad
with the dawn outside the word
of the kid inside the stable
whose guise is steady abel
and the earth is out on limb
for the woman in the skin
whose dreams are macadam
and speak the words of adam.
I know that this verse lies riven in the hearse
of seven kids denied by the daughter, dead at eye;
as much as I am tame and as much as hero names
the sons of herod love, so too, this earth of blood
decries such infants run from the ferine pulse of cum
that streams down childish necks
and builds a house of sex.

Get Out !!!

*
oo as madam macadam tarmacs eve aside god-adam
then an evil iron hand
gets fed to Zion; and a draggler of england uses drams
to toast the faces under cans
and a doltor of laces shoves bigbands across Eden
and a lover of cases
gives the sylvan hood to female maces
oo as mice feed mad men then a dragooner bruises
appling plum-pee with shacklers
and a fatal bum at sea swims after drovers

oo as madam macadam tarmacs eve aside lord adam
then a livid grey island
gets fed to lyons; and mouthing petrol-puns rams
cartal legions from woman
then a fatal sun delves dusters with old sealed children;
and we sink shoes under sirens
and we stink.

i know that this verse lies riven in a slashed purse
O, i realise now that sensations use a crashed hearse
and, since we have lost the road to caesar, then
seasons in bald oceans
may well scatter billies across bladers under lotions

Eh?

*
the arisen mod irises of one zillion mad men must
surrender dogs to moonlight
la la, pigeons, eye-plied, ignite a death-knell: sea-dust
commands doom beniters
and a craven city comes prouncing bells stoned
and a ravened biddy stuns darjeelings with pus

oo as madam Osiris dresses down, then apexes
must sunder this pyramid earth,
and drapers of lips draw signals across birth
and, la la, capers of moors serve loss to glasses
and a dummy dream
gets led to night-marines

i know that this face we tread must summon dreams
from sassy currencies..
.
*
the hornets of the hot stinging moon hasten to
a damager of drakes and swinging June
o a laden loser, lopped, lingers aside baboons
and, laced, liars in cots
get crashed aside cradle-rock
la la, a mental soak buries briars under dunes
la la, a metal rope sea-hangs everything
and, oo, as daffy male menstruators spread wind
then a dummy on a fast bay
will surely sever the dead from the break of day

the hornets of the hot stinging sun hasten to a
dizzy loft where a cabinet gets filled with red clay
and a parchment on a cliff
gets read aloud by false lip; and toothy wet decay
will sharpen heads with fleeces
o, a damager under cribs washes chairy creases
with sodomites and faeces

oo as madam Leotard gets sex-drowned then
easy teasy blood bikinis
must walk a wild way till spooners of gold gems
get stirred aside the forks of a knifed genie
and a barren flower feeds flames to fire: O, Mary
hisses as dead days flower
for daffies and tulip-power

*
what with oatmeal in bread-blood, an abuser of light
gets force-fed meat-radio
o, when goaties go out all night, then spread mud
curses deniers with de gallows
and the refiner in the east gathers up teas from suds
o, what with oat-meal in bread-crud, an abuser's spite
gets fled from daddy dinosaurs

oo as madam macadam uses tar for skeins then pipes
will cause wind to choke across mites
and, la, when spind skin dopes loud mikes
then a dummy karaoke has to crowd coasts with
ripeners of mammies and killer breeders

what with goat-meal in bed-blood, an accuser of night
gets coarse-fed to sweety loaves
o, when ghostlings, screwed, neuter body-brogues
then a mother naked nosferatu sinks fangs aside lobes
and a dirtying dunny dracula
hastens to de brainstems of accidental vampyres
and dollies in a bled lift
loosen gravies from teethers and dragonflies

oo as madam macadam oozes tar from sewers then
a baker of brained butchery gets caped under men

*
and we will shut down the States with a small country
and we shall sever veined towns
and we will cover creation with Downs when bled money
comes sundering oak and elm and tyburn ash
o as a devil dives
under de moon, then filthy silks sent to radios writhe
aside droppers and lubes
and we cut eyed pubes from dairy cups
and we snap sky-screws with greying mind-walnuts

*
these are our mallard days
these are our dullard days: grey fistulas curry trays
oh, a wakeful head-heater flashes
oh, a hatful of head-heapers flashes
and weavers of eye-thread get lunching molasses
and, weeping for tawny tear-men
the drunken obfuscation of one zillion tidy pi-men
will surely dig a honey claw in a teabag
ahh a cat reaches for a paw as bins under gems
fascinate feline soul-hunting rat-hens
..
*
THE END...

*
Copyright 09/06/2021

work-in-progress title: As We Gaze Down the Days (a cantata)
first draft poem then poem-song

as we gaze down the days, a lost son apppears
rended by loaded radio
o as we drown for claves, a lost star appears
peppered; and a loaded gun shoots all tears
and a rodeo under chewed gum scoots
aside fens when the children are playing

as we gaze down mind-eve, a lost father leers
across a sunderer of massing murders: fears
come shouting
and a summer drum uses hands for grouting
and, la la, eyes espy laddies under ceilings

as we gaze under midlife, a washed lung sears
bolted decks with marzipan

*
these are our mallard days
these are our bastard tea-trades; and old caves
cup defectives with booted caverns,
and a molten wife rids shooters of ravens
and a swollen christ gets maddened
and a stolen life heeds lit as a damaged season
comes wallowing in blue fires
ahh a local ward rehouses nude mind-liars

these are our mallard days
these are our elbowed sundays: O, when spires
arise from dour river-blows
then a scatterer of killer crows
star-collides; and a rider of rained shows wire
grey handlers to smoked pyres

*
paw-painted, a plenury of a cat comes serving
ideal feline genius to kitten-baskings
and a dog on the moon yaps for everything,
and a daddy lyon heals everybody

as we gaze into sapphires, we see a loud lady
come feeding cool meats to hazy tigers;
and we have come possessed
and we have come back home to find tigers
feeling the hands of every kind human

paw-painted, a family of cats come serving
eager canny tails to caught old rats
and we have the ingenious world by heart
about the kindness of all cats and all arts

*
these are my mallard days
these are the skies i used to crave
these are the mind which scatter clay
across christ's lost grave
and a dilly mad man nooses hearts
and a family woman raises hearts;
and, oo, where egits shift, then slaves
may well escape and run free

as we gaze under sapphires then we
serenade a blood song with tealeaves,
and de crack of gloom
gets fed to laps as a body on the moon
goes spraying lunar creams

these are my mallard days
thesea are the eyes i deafened; Oh,
when and where a keen mind stiffens
then molded sea-cars
come driving into sea-spars
and, la la, we arise from rain to stricken

all these mod words under fires..

*
the ironing legion of one zillion sad men
shoot, while crushed, a dizzy serum: oh
as we trample slush
then we learn of dust
and, lashing, ironers, heated, don ironers
from fairy hands and pressers

as we gaze under samphires, then we rove
aside a false road
and, la la, a wizener of clothes uses toads
to squelch till summer slows
downly down

these are my mallard days
these are my ballad days: and, defaced,
a heroic scene of a bad body
comes shaving sprogs to putty
and a shadower of gobs feeds diaries
to anorexic nudes

uhh

*
oh, as a roman season gets immersed in baptised baths
then a deus under treason
comes swelling up
la la, a daddy garden gets shaped by dead whores
and a bodying raven
caws at instamatic reasons
o-la, we weevil under passioms when loused whores
get giddy for naked utmost money

oh, as a roman season gets perverting easy rafts
then a deus on the moon
pulverises neuterers with carved cocoons;
and a dolly under tips
comes crying
about rabbits under tail-lips

and an easy derider of sea sessions has to scarf
a dummy kid with a hemmed new day;
and, oh, ingenious cat-kind dream about masks
and, oh, incredible lyons cause dreams to crave
a kind genius pussy

oh, as a roman surgeon gets cutting hot baths
then evil spurgeons under rits
give green grids to romantic titbits. And masts
get shrilling down these mad sailed valleys

*
Christ sails off down stream
And the measurements of the killed Drive the lamp-lights of the grave.
Cats bear kittens from the void. The waxen faces of this world Dangle fuses where no pulse
Refines the madness of the night-lithe

Eyes peer out of the human crusts Of an earth devoid of sexual pain
But sex cannot divert the dead From out the tombs their parents paved.

The furtive burnt circles of the killed Dilate the eyes of smothered god. The curves of girls who do not love
Curate the cancers of my vast blinded world. I live where softness spears night's heart.
The oils of passions do not serve To weaken weeping with the midnight curve
Of girls. My woman does not tread This earth. The incubus of thrills
Defines the Dulcinea of life.

The animus of deftness treads The tar-dealt pathways of The darkness-damned

AMEN?

*
just today, while walking streets of meat
i overheard the sun inside red rain
la la, a gobby smile then had me stained
with harvesters
o, this very day, while taunting sleep
i overheard the moon inside star-skeins

oh, as eager seamen don flights then
gassy hedons may well sail aside veins;
and when venal radio hell
teases stereos with cloud-bells then pain
may well entertain god's school-bell

just today, whilst walking streets in heat,
i oversaw the shrilling mad
shaping scars from closed cabs; and rain
comes sundering in harness
both the body and the brains of Judas

Ah, we may well flower when Jesus
hisses, just like a god-cat hisses;
and, oo, a naked pulse nukes kisses
and, ahh, a fascist waltz shoots dust
and, laah, a nazi vault uses kisses
to deride a winter vein from Jesu
and dummy bibles

oh, as eager seamen don nets then
ideal sovereigns get crashing for lensed
ropy kinematics
oh, as eager mermen fish for sea-maids
then shrilling violators
must arrive this day where beer sprays

a drunken disabled car with paint-masks.

Men and youths and a sullen carpet must
Lever lays from pills and sea cusps,
And, sss, when a bull inside lust
Builds cold cocks from caved sea slaughter
Then slain sea turds
Track a tawny trade and souled birds
Build cracks from laughter
` ehhh?
Here there is a small head under midnight
That, whirled, does a dizzy doll inside light’s
Naked sun
,,
Bled boars bride loss to severing sea guns,
Wet walls ride a cross,
And paned pullers plead after love’s lungs,
And wolves know hyper lungs?
Zzzzzz.
Precambrian colours cascade where
Homo habilis raises salt prayer
And we rip dunes from salty air,
O do we dine on pubic flare?
O how now does the keen sun move
Inside a Precambrian sullen sex groove?
.,.?!!..
Ahhhh MIEN!!!!!!
This day, a febrile faceless fakir
Lines bulbs with impossible nailed
Bowed beds and flipped feathers
And we will live to chant forever?
Chosen footprints will always fall,
.frozen flashed frills always crawl
After dillies and princesses
Ohhhh
My sunny dunny darling
drilling body
Sunders like a blue town
And we sleep where baby
Drives against the sea’s saline
Naked swathing blue bobby
..
Uh
La-
THE END?
..

"enabled by doggy doctors, a beller of heated water
comes sharpening grog with fathers
o as a quoited sex-quietus shapes a shaven lover
then a bleeding messenger
loosens fogs aside labia; and mental body-brothers
drools for pansies
and youths and pansies will know just one night?

fisted with sauces, a planer of hills will use lights to
succour ponies from codded gateway number blue
ahh, a cat-filler
comes scattering dogs across villas
and, lasered, patterings of swanned cobs use rivers
to rend from dead all pansies
o, a dirtyer of veinal palls sweats for Heaven?"

*
febrile feelers hereby send catty pears to apple-boughs
o ferine reelers
get screwed under stains
and a local city father wallops neon-star-scenes when
a dater of gutsy girl-grains loses its lover to pea-hens

febrile feelers, scummed, send ratty hairs to fig-blossom
o ferine dealers
get stewed under drains
and, made-up from seizures, an epilepsy under gisms
jams a caddy mind-doner with riveners of eyed prisons

ah a cat on a skinned fur-roof
causes appled claws to sweat across puma-money
and, o-la, as stores eat sex then a cat in a hot lobby
gets ground down to tiger-honeys

uh
*
oo a madam moon modelises
a plaintiff lost lady
oo a motel moon offers baby
to instant afternoons
and a laden rock cuts rubies
from curriers of naked doobies
and, lazed, a laser in a wood
gets fastened to green rainbows

la, as eyers close for blind winters
a dizzy dazeller of de world
works female tides inside pearls
and a baiter of denial
comes swiftly aside loud decrials
and, la, stooled sotto voces
drop dams in a popped tank's
lavatorial surmise

la, as tweezers dig syringers
then sutured futures must ride
across a blueberry moon-tide
and, oo, a sodden bell will glide
against a burthened head-scribe;
and, once demoted, keen guides
must swallow lippy

*
teasers of blue muses matter to vein-oblivion
o a readers of naked splatter
drags a dunny choir from aged easy cappers
and a nudist in a wheelchair
has to serve molten tits to lunatical crappers
la la, eyers ease sweeties aside
a corpsed dinner; and as angular halls use papers
for cutting curses from pithed pepper
then bony hearse must
shift a butter break across vegetated cock-dust

teasers of nuked fuses give sullen air to moluscs
and a gastropod on the moon
comes sirening against timelessness and plumes:
and a daddy on the field
gets draggged across fumes as meadowers seal
a wakeful hot cat in a closed flat; O, mental reels
go spooning gas to ganders

teasers under pukers get soused in cinemas
wheezers, Numbered, get deloused
and, O, as kindly woodlice use ants for primers
then satin sunderers must
deify deeds with cunt-tusks

and an evil easeller whose paintings cause rape
may well have to get castrated, here and now
Ah, apes in gables are loved because creatures now
all about sad humans and the way they stain
all green buds with murder..

*
bubblers in a timeless time chasm
sings blonde jazz to a mental prism
la la, a jolter of smokers dreams of the inhaled past
and, once dolted, a prisoner in veils
gets blossomed under readers of greying clasps

bubbers in timeless chasms
swing for sweet mind-noise as breakers of grass
come widening down a duked cage
and a lassy lassoo, smoothed, prisers gold rage
from delimited sea-toys

bubblers, Mars-stoned, heaps hipsters days high
loh, a sylvan dart-march gives head to tribes
and a white-headed duke
goes faffing across crewpe
lo, a champagne dyke, swiped, uses hips for sky
and, scar-chained, as we weep for eyes again,
rivallers of romantics crap upon teutonic boots

and these are the final poetry words of my life
and these are the rhinal touches of milky strife
and, la, as i dribble down god's loganberry chin
then i use a paneller for love's gooseberry quim

*
No child near need come here to taste the razors of the crooked sun,
nor any gorgon grief come close to searing the sense of the feline moon;
life, christed red, dialling, telephones blood and finds light reeling,
so too, this coast of carded thought baits the stars to dig green ruin.
As much as man must strip animula, so this earth must rot for ever,
cording the oceans, coding the womb, slashing eyes from every amnion,
draggling the cored winter of surprise direct from the fists of babies.
Whored-in eternally, the meadow of knowing can only crush the lungs,
breaking the breads of truth, steeling zen crusts from the mouths of madness.
Macadamed in madam, fire shoots the tarred scent of loving over and over,
the funkey sensations of walled-in majesty, traversing the spatial void,
might, beneath night, stabbing the drum of man, shattering all clitoral dreams;
thus the world, thus the hedoned heavens, shaping snakes for serpent mire,
the amphetamine of pinpoint wisdom, raping the fruit, becoming cold.

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

**
Copyright 10/06/2021

work-in-progress title: O This Wide World is Pyramid
first draft poem then poem-song

o this wide world is pyramid: as a faceless lover cries
then damming girls use fluids
to yoyo anoint a mad dude under burned city-eyes
and a daddy moth
gets fed to poncho cloths
and a father fever cuts a dune of titties under slides

o this wide world is pyramid: as a faceless father cries
then ramming sweet earls
get star-moved to fast tears; and a smacker of a mind
tears benches from old whorls;
and a final stretch has to shun girls with god-pearl

and an acid tract damages deaths with closed tides

*
o this wide world is pyramid; as a dunny fever dives
across hot mutants then sireners under mammy knives
will hereby shatter;
and a hooping flu-feature uses hands for moles as
loud brides go blind; Oh, a sea of wards uses glass
to slice a lilly liver from a mirror

and, oo, a candier of dark curates moans for grass
and, oo, a cradler of carts dilates across bone-brass;
and a cavvy of a god-heart
comes sundering rice with concerted concertinas
and a laden boat-christ
hisses forever when shippers drown

o this wide world is pyramid: as a dummy sleever
comes scattering pups
then sugary catters will send deniers to mirrors

*
saline cockered sweet confetti has to caress killers
la la, sweeteners of meat
supper for knives as cradler of sleep seizes rippers
from candy zippers
la la, wideners of killers show a mask to a slipper

saline naked knickers rend buttery benders where
naked natal cripplers
come shaving dives from drippers; and grey prayer
hastens to a bruised beat
and a shudderer, reaped, gets raping a coded fear

saline butchered cemeteries use glass for blue tears;
and meddlers, canned in juice, beats a car across
codas and codded grey loss
and a bender of dreamers crisscrosses nude spheres

*
the ides of creation hereby swill pigeon water
la la, brides of dictation swill sex-sturgeon
and a daddy bride loosens men across slaughter
and a rocky mind
comes severing rapes from grime
and a pillager, caped, drags rind from limes
and a holy park
gets gridded aside mental dark when cicadas
use a noose for an ark

the ides of creation hereby swill pigeon water
la la, brides of dilation swill cock-porter
and a loose caffeine guise
comes shivering when killers under dun eyes
drift under kissed woods

these are my mallard days
these are my dullard days
o i have sent pigs to sleep when doctored dives
caress a cuppa with a knave's
dirty apron
and, oo, a mum in France shows curs to wives

*
the summery sirens of a dead wild girl-world
has to hasten to diamonds
o wintry alarums use a bed to grind sex-pearl
and a daddy dream
comes heaping dogs downstream where
blinders in screens dream of hands and hair

saline sweeties shove drapes across cold prayer
and, oo, where a mammy drake
gets bird-raped, then an evil season under skate
seizes flowers from veined screams

la la, once upon a bollock-head, i used dreams
to sunder cells with finches
and, once drummed, metallers of winches screen
dotted sisters with bitches
and i even out for now the backs of my riches

*
these are my mallard days
these are god's dullard days; and odes to fevers
get wynched across lynchers when
iron sidlers come driving dunes across seamen
and a blinder's mission
hisses as an awakener of treason loosens riddlers
and a burner of fiction
gets booky burned
and a driver of ferns dreams of crucifixions
and a ladener, sterned,
comes rotting under perms; and spermy miction
glows, just like a fast flower glows.

these are my mallard days
these are love's patent days; and odes to fingers
get lynched
and, oo, a softener of a kink uses bone for mirrors
and a penny pavement
gets shoved up pepper-scent
and a daddy sunriser kisses renders with Leda's
Zeus Swan
and a baiter of killers seasons cunt with gravellers

*
the sidlers of dirty spies suck asps when decks
come scattering skies
o riders of city eyes suck wasps
and a dicky moon cuts crossed grey books
with burners of all good bibles
and a dizzy vein sprawls across coded idols
and a bed at sea
comes screaming
and a bath at sea
comes drowning; and an evil flower gets stifled

the sidlers of dirty spies cut clasps when wrecks
get star-meshed to messy bleeders
and a shadow land drives dogs from deniers
and dolted doom deniers
loosens apes with limes and cryers

these are my mallard days
these are my dullard days: o, men in drivers
get drilling after sainted misers
and a dragooner, feinted, force gay liars
to go down on a false lover
o, as a tidal town murders clowns then fixtures
will surely use

red sexists.

*
o a daddy butterfly uses a moth for a petrol-mind
o a mammy sea of eyes
drags droolers for wives; and a cross under wine
gets crumbled aside swift dives
and madeners, tried, doctors blinds with rhymed
baby-bones
and a dizzy gilder of stone raises ropes from vines
and a griddler of sloanes
comes trading lights with drones
and a mental wraith hisses
and a venal case gets trapped inside mute juicers

o a daddy butterfly uses a moth for a renal mind
o a mummy sea binds a poet's tree under crimes
and, bastardised in twinned minds,
we see a dummy doll come spreading grey pines
with motels and sexed rivals

and benders of lost men drag lakes for deaf Idols
and trenders of bossed men
star-stab a pushchair with dead children when smiles
spiral adown a fishy sea;
and dependers of easy sleeves stop to ruin coats

huh

*
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 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
and riders, scried, enhearse fiction with blue necks;
and, la la, weavers in a fast purse
come weaving needlers from menswear: O, wrecks
commit a lurid mental murder
and a striking clit-monger adheres kissers to purdah

La!!!

*
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
oo

fennels under runnels drape pistils across eccentric
builders of fingering flexed grapes
and an apple-claw uses vines for snakes
and, la la, weevils inside stored flour
get reaping after massers of bleeded green crates,
and we feel for mates
and we sweat for drakes

Ahhhhh

*
mistress Naples gets fused to Andromeda
mastery, cabled, gets fused to nude Hector
and a sun at night
gets dick-capped

mistress Naples gets diffuse when flavas
come using a juicy cocking-horse
and a dinner of rabies
gets fluked with eldeberries

and a dammy world has to abuse Mum Earth;
and drabblers, curved,
glue fists to nerves when pippers
drool from a green bird

mistress Naples seems to have no mind make-up
la, a cheery choked cherry
glisters as a swum spooled sea-pool
has to render dogdays as dead as god's fool

*
there are far too many reasons why fire
sets alight to the king's canary
o there are too mamny reasons to expire
and, once moved, a keen tome in a pyre
comes shouting

there are far too many sirens where spires
get snappered
o the sun weds stars as a kinematic rapture
comes fellowing bells with merchants;
and, once oozed, a maddener must capture

postmodern flcked mud-flavour; and fires
will surrender bods to gassed goyals
and, oo, a naked lud sodomises gasfires
and, ah, inside a sealed flat
a pyschopath uses fires all summer long

and wideners of puce supper after songs
and, mated, roosts slap whores
and wideners of soups supper after wards
and, la la, a coppice in a grate cups songs
deeply down where kids lift

evil child-killers aside shitted mind-lip

and this sad world sucks on a hairgrip
and this sobbed girl we will oversea
must serry gazing gals with rapine trips

as whiteners paint a dark back then
ivory rafters will dine across mad gems
and a father to the killed
get ducking under bones in hired hills
and a director of decorous health
dips a hand into a foot

Oh puzzlers pee for a toilet-paradox
Oh chokers, reaved, swallow cocks
ah, ass a numberer of scared mind-clocks
sear a penile route to socks
then an ideal father wed a dying master
Oh puzzlers pee for a toilet-paradox
Oh ropers, heaved, never strangle kiosks

*
and we will never choose to murder poetry
ah, we shall not sicken for love
and we will never choose to burn god's love
and a floating flowers
digs for rain underneath rude towers
and, once upon a mind, natives to god
will come spying down gas-let when luds
got sexually together with beery bloods
..
soft poetry and science are much the same
the dichotomy is the Void between...

*
Copyright 12/06/2021

work-in-progress title: The Dizzy Denigrators of Mad Nights and Sad Days
first draft poem then poem-song

the dizzy denigrators of mad nights and sad days
come scattering poppy flowers
o easy eaters of daffy numbers count hot graves
with pixy hands and towers
and a bended dream gasses flowers
and a rended scream gasses graves

these are the madam days when darkness storms
a rabbler whose family garden
gets trashed; and easy feeders of raisins fawn
to vinegar ties
and, oo, weepers hang wives
and, oo, sleepers snap slides

the dizzy denigrators of mad lights and blind days
come shafting shakespearos
and easy wideners grasp to zeroes

*
avenues under stadiums drag balls for nails
la la, riders under easy men
use a draggler for a stall
and a daddy mind comes spraying salt-walls
aside spent children
and an easy drabbler must smoke ravens with
huffs of evil cum
and a lady rider rotates across zero guns as kids
carry sense to drawl

avenues under stadiums drag brals for sails
lala, writers under peasy men
use a feather for a doll
and a mummy mind comes drooling when vales
drop cunts under mien
and mien has mind-din
and a spun arse causes heads to swim

avenues under stadiums drag cauls for tails
and, oo, massive ravens cup tits when nails
sunder pigs with lives

*
the punching ponchos of one million men
get gassing
la la, pinching hobos dream of lost women
and a sea of killings
sunder cherry-beds with eaters of reelings
and a party in the parched park
get dining in the pitchdark
and a laden woman hisses
and a sovereign heart drops dresses
and a maiden march dreams of presses

the punching ponchos of one million men
get dancing
la la, pumpkin ceilings draggle after dens
and plumpers of denial
serve swellers to defile larders
and a caned canal uses ships in a stream
to serve deniers to tigers

avenues under stadiums drag dolls for
ashen indian branches
and easy riders under ranches
glows, just like a mashed worm glows;
and domed doomers
drink to spooners

*
oo chillers of choked mind-berries
melts aside ghosts
oo riders of ole blueberries use hosts
to serve dogs to de coast
and god has stolen men when ferries
come swerving

oo chillers of choked heart-cherries
drag capes for apples
and, slowed, weavers of fables must
don crabs from dairies
and, oo, a matrial mind-baby
hisses when faces cross

avenues under stadiums dream about
choppers of thunder,
and mental lumber drools when doubt
dresses heads in spouts;
and, O. a widener of drought
causes stars to flare

when punching ponchos in sweet air
a daddy uses stalls for prayers
and a crisscrossing seasand snares
wintry tundras from easy eye-tares
and, la la, eyers of cryers
get led to yoyos

*
these are our mallard days when nothing ever breathes
o these are our bastard days
and, la la, a rider of plaids sends old soft leaves
aside blowers of bastard trades
and a sickly demander
dragglers after sea-thunder

where piercers of children dream of fascinators
then a daffy sea of stems
will surely tauten tarpaulin
and a daffodil, ruined, raises chairs from lovers:
O, we weevilise mad salt sovereigns
and, capped, sadness sends beds to fingers

these are our mallard days when nothing ever seethes
o-la, these are the words the mad may write:-
doctors use buns for wards
and winged hirelings, stored, drip aside gourdes
and, plumed by dealings,
a bad fire uses heads for pealings

*
the sickling servile hired seas use a purse for wine
o easy picklers, spired,
appears force-fed to nave-twines
and a church on a hill drools when blue mines
get sunk under eateries
and, lo, mentalis uses diaries to write babies
across pens and rashes

uh, a gal buddy exposes her body aside us
uh, a feline lady exposes
cock-sunderers; and dizzy cases used us
and, made old, baby uses jams for faces

the sickling servile haunted trees dream of horses
the ripplings of seven zillion hearses
loosen headpieces with straws and purses
and, tubed,
i saw a tree of dudes come shuddering after
blowers of de boiling.

uh, a gal buddy gets naked by a gassed fire
and, o, when families shake
then hitters of doilies shimmer as pyres
dress down

and a dipper of dirt-men toasts the town

*
the dilators of massive scribes use pens for sounds
o raiders of killer horses
come racing under pony-forces
and a dizzy stallion-mare-heart uses wastegrounds
to extemporise dukes and hearses
and, oo, a sentry to scentednes uses cold tawse
to sky-whip all god's poppies

the dilators of massive wives use zen for crowns
o raisers of eager purses
use money for herpes
and, laid, honeyers of Hermes hips to de sounds
of dirtying naughty radios
and ripplers, with pillows, deck salt-sex-shows
and a daddy to scar-fathers
reel as wide folks ravel under rafters

uh, a girl bunny couples verse to science as
tearing green goofies
get boat-bled
and, o-la, we weep for apiaries
and, o-la, we sleep for ovaries
and, oo, a masoner whose face gets walled
will certainly use salts for red toddies

Lahhh..

*
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

*
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

the wives of a cold girlfriend will dine for tunes
la la, deacons to thunder
get glowering; and a naked father sweeps lovers
aside a devilled punchbowl,
and a naked servant gets led to looseners
and a doctored sea-gent
gets fled from droll scents
O, a damager, trolled, rents raspberries when
bedragglers tryrannise prehistoric sold men

Uh, a miracle girl-child gets smothering for
geezers whose nuclear atomic soul uses war
to wade across dunny embers;
and a sacred loft gets led to spindle-scored
eyes, ears and nude bodies

*
unshaven lapping lampshades
weave skin from daddy moon
o raveners, clapping, stun rooms
and a serial cervix, staved, spumes
heated headpieces under raids

unshaven, a dogdayed sky-grave
comes spending blue pennies
across bladder-mash
and a coded killer clash uses ash
to sunder males

unshaven lapping sandshoes
weave skins from mammy moon;
and it is the same sea in dunes
that tip dust across breast-spoons

la la, feverish flasks pour soup
from cold spouts
and a saucerful has to use crewpe
to surrender boats to screens

and a ballet hour abuses meths
with dolor and cocoa sky-deaths

*
a radiophonic glassroom renders greenhouses
as dead as fruits may be
la, quadrophonic newts have to sunder de trees
and bedazzlers of dukes
come crying
and bed-razzlers cuts puke from dying

a radiophonic staffroom renders dream houses
as red as veg must be
la, microphonics, crashed,
uses pebbles to stone AIDS with lost seeds
and cafeterias serve cold teas to dead steeds

o dramatics, laced in kinemas, sing for reeds
o climaxes, bled from film-thumb, weave
a daddy river from dugs and midnight eaves
and a sodden mind
gets lagged under gold soffits

ah, a cabby in a road-nest sires taxis from teas
ah, as we reel in the East, we gather up the teas
ah, a laddy in a toad-dress
spurts lemon ochres across gods and peas

and a locator of dizzy furnaces rides from trees

*
o as refined books get happily burned, cold
comes biting under incinerated word-souls
and a bible under flame
gets hurled at love's sweet King Lear
and, oo, as a sunderer in sleep sheds tears
then tears may well flow like rocks

o as refined books get easily burned, cold
comes ripening under a world of verse-foals
and a bed gets burnt
and a head gets burnt;
and buddies under pecks dreams about souls

and a weeper of demure fire
scatters lepers across lemurs and gasfires
and a mad boy in a sealed flat
gets outelbowelled by starry cradle-cats
O, eyers may well glow, just deaf-rats

and a bible in thinned air
gets grasping to doctorings of grey-gear
and a paper inside soft hair
comes reading to myslexic wives: Fear
swallows thrushes

*
cabinets, sprawled, reveal transgressive teardrops to
a molten vision of politics and logo police; and road-shoes
send revolted feathers to shone screws
and, o, cabined salt, sweetened, delves dogs for snoods
and, o, ravished malt, skinned, swell up for prairies

cabinets, scrawled, reveal regressive fools to odd dudes
agh, a berry of a mind gets choking aside
nice spines that lead lashers to cherries in a fast levee
and, closed, rattlers abuse cascaders when
damsellers creep up, up into romantic ivory city-bends

*
arcane insane riders will hereby shoot the world
inane sugar-stained writers
will hereby arrow lemon boys with saviours: curls
get shifted aside swipers when
a candle deep inside serves wax to beard-worlds
and, oo, our mad clock tells the dizzy times when
collapsers drop, dead as a drone

arcane insane esoteric theatres show flytowers
under milky thrust stages
la la, gabbly proscenium arches use clown-flowers
to surrender circuses to sages
and, oo, a tall dwarf loosens moggy stools
and, o-la, stalled sauce uses jammers for gyms
..
a wanderer, vanished, glisters for piggy pens
and a fatal warbler, garnished, hisses after limbs
and gaspers who vomit sea-carnage
must surely serve amonites to filthy street-quims
and, once we charge green dust,
then we succour seed from the skins of Eden
Ah, a baker of sex-butchery
get fed to puling puking granaries.

and a lacing dromedary head gets strawed
under bedpieces and dangerous bud-boars
and a racing schism-monkey gets seated
in a chinese store in china town: eyes get scored
inside chinese restaurants
with enough chairs to serve to one million
blinded iris-whores

Uh..

*
as denigrators of sad days and murdered massed nights
come shooting lungs with crests
then a perfumed hum cums huffing seed across sky-life
and a rippler under bums
swivels inside god's revolving godson
and men and children in an evil revolving bed wipes
hearted kissers
across vampyric isles
O
as denigrators of mad days and evil crashing mites
come swilling blood-fleas
from an boot-bent rill of beers
and i have seen a dropping flower
receiving grace from a tummy tuna
and eyers have caused my lense to number
penumbra derries with canine speed
O

once upon a mind, my mental shadow
had to car-strike the burnt

Huh...

*
Copyright 13/06/2021

work-in-progress title: The Easy Dead Sex-Dragons That Breathe Pure Air
1st draft poem then poem-song

the easy dead sex-dragons that breathe pure air
must hereby sunder wagons
la la, easy red women, snared, use hands for hair,
and boomed deniers
get star-strangled
and swooned defilers drag pools for child dinners
and a wizard of Numbers
gets fed to spires

the easy dead sex dragons that breed pure air
must hereby come for masons
and a bastard wall gets fed to caked patrons to
heavenly unearthly bled scares
and a daddy to wine toasts snares with bruised
eyes, heads, faces, ears

O, a doggerel driver dreams of tears when dudes
get sky-lubed

*
the easy dead sex dragooners who heed hot hair
must hereby sunder swooners,
and, o, where fathers sunder de blues
then matrial summers will swell up after drivers
and, o, when lovers sunder lost truths
then painted operas, thundered, will rend lovers

the easy dead sex navellers who test for pears
get sunken aside babbled maple-spheres
and, o-la, a petrol heart may well nuked spears
and, o-la, a parrot cart
may well cry for hearths
and a fire aside de moon has to melt aside hard
body-flagons;
and a babbler, inside dunes, cuts a silk from
dizzy cards

and a driver of dog-deaths shave fingers dry
and a rider of cat-depths shave tails sky-dry
and a ruler of mummies staves eyes with baths

*
the easy end-games of one zillion dead men use
mind-crafts for revolving rooms
and, la, when end-games spin
then trendless head-boys use skins for old newts
and, ah, a raven under toys sins for coded boots

and a driver of dog-deaths shave pinners dry as
a rider under gods
comes shimmering after rubs as angellers, clasped,
glow, just like a python glows
and, o, an easy madam nettles under clothes

la la, easy reapers of macadam use roads for crows,
and easy deniers shuttle across pins and beatle-shows
and eateries, made metal,
crisscross darkness with green-veined petrols
and, o, mentalis cups defective tits aside motels

*
oo, we are defined by a dizzy mind-swirl
oo, we are refined by a kissy spine-world
and, bludgeoned, wives sunder crime-girls
and a dizzy flower
gets dropped when ripplers under de power
sends lips to sea
and a daddy mind rides across mind-beads
and goddesses, mined,
share angels with salt-rinds

oo, we are defined by a dizzy mind-swirl
oo, we are refined by an easy swine-pearls
and an fairground crusade
uses sands for a sea of lubes; and old worlds
serve cans to mad trade
and a blurrer of blown graves uses gold girls
to summon puke from lovers

*
the easers of canny lasers lead lasers under jungles
o, eaters of dunnies flail
and, ogled, gab gods drag pelts for sails when vales
give rise to shires and moors
ah, a reaper of fires dance on wax when coded nails
come pulling gals down claws
and, mauled, we build us a war when gun-grails
get grassy
and pullers of babies feed wax to milk-trails

oo, we are refined by de daddy rich when gales
get raped under brainers and, O, lips use grails
to supper for naked blueberries
and, laced for rapists, a pisser whose grey trails
get licked by salt-swine
must shear all ears from sworn minds

oo easy riders ripen for reddeners when wynds
get splayed and eaten
by dogs, cats, rats, bats and easy children

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the dizzy painters of one zillion boys get fed to lice
o, easy feinters, gobbed, grasp toys as easy mice
come sundering lobs with spiced
dirtyers; and a bob on a cliff gets sent to grey light
and, la la, sandallers, cobbed, rend scent with night
and dragglers of candlers spend sex-rent
on millky afternoons when evenings seem polite

o easy penuries, lobbed, gut one zillion easy dykes
o easy plenuries, gloved, gut one zillion star-trikes
and we wander as we flower
and we clamber across dowers when madam mikes
come dragooning under cagers of cunt
and, once stabbed, drivers raise cogs from spunk

when at first, drained, we arise from rugs then junk
comes scattering salt seeds aside veinous sea-skunk
and a reaver of schizoid weddings
get calamatised with wraith thumbs; and, O, earrings
get stuck across bridal searings
and weevillers dance on darjeeling
and reapers of dance drag dope for lost evenings

*
the near fatal cry of a loud crow has to glisten
o, dear natal eyes will enshroud
a daddy mind with purple clouds; and missions
get burned to final rest
and, la la, a darted sex must shoot rods with sexed
body-cherries;
and, oozed, bleeders, wrecked, must use berries
to force hands under krillers

the near fatal cries of proud crowds have to listen
to applers of scribes and faces
and, o-la, as we raid sands then we use grey laces
to sunder bones with mirrors

o, ochres of money-men spend coins on rizlas
o, coaxers of honey-women
will most certainly arise from ravens as grey riders
must send buds to sleep
.
openers of green men drape stranglers across
vaginal nuked definers; and sylvan sheets toss
hen-makers from manas and melted god-gloss
and a dizzy reminder of islands
jacks to a green jeep

*
these are my mallard days when i will lay my body down
across palavers of shod graves
and i will deify old shot braids with sacrificial towns
o, a painter of shoals loses holdals to fast renal clowns
and coded clowns-disease
washes pills under lost bees; and fathers to frowns will
hereby send codas to stung weed
and a scatterer of cobras swings hips aside bled hills?

these are my mallard days when i will lay my body down
across crisscrossings of menstrual daddy crowns
and a blather of godless gob greases fannies with rills
and i will lay my bed down
aside baiters of eyes
and i will scathe skies with Downs;
and, la la, from behind wailing towns, ideal hairnets
must summon drakes from faces?

o, ochres of nasty mind-money spends coins just like
killers spend a sex-penny
o, riders under pastry-pennies pay for wards when lights
get switched off in a bad city
and rinsers of loss get hidden in candy when desolates
get send to green spades?

these are my mallard days when i will lay my baby down
across crisscrossings of great gems and senselessness
and ideal pushers of globules will slam endlessness
underneath bruisers of tea-trades as coffin-sounds drown
all dreams
..
as ochres of nazi minds meddle with glass then stasis
must sunder berry-birds
with tundra-lips; and curvers whose headpieces use perms
will hereby render sex-hair incomplete

Uh?

*
the dragglers of fatal moonlight use sonar flowers for wine
o frazzlers under petals noose fuses with crooked eye-vines
and a father on a smothered hill
gets flayed aside guns when accidental fools in a rill drive
all gassers under lost drills
and we sunder lemons from pines
and we sunder melons with rinds; and a daffy pusher grinds
eaters with hearts and bones and mind-mines

as ochres of bastard minds amass peoples from steeples
then eastern fairground flashes hiss for guns
and, oh, a drappler of hashes kisses warred suns when evil
gets fed to fascinating green fathers
and, stoned, deceivers of mean blather must seem stunned
by hearts and bones and labia

the dragglers of fatal moonlight uses solar flowers for wine
o drabblers under detox dribbles aside cola and blue-wynds
and, made-up from rocks, eyers shed tides
and, grave-cuck from slots, riders spread Ides with crimed
vaginal holidays
and a butcher-baker bags crags in memory as cicada-drays
get cut up by holy squirrels

uhhh. As mice countdown to being rat-tapped then lays
come shaving meltdowns with natal navels; O, grey trades
come sharpening cunt with scared vixen oils..

eh?!

*
where splattered rivallers ride aside an ancient mind
then feinters of dew-drivers cum slashing after statues;
and a sunny vein
gets stapled to rain,
and the riders of revellers rotate as kissed wives issue
a dizzy dolphin from naked tissue
and an ideal utterance shoots faking rainbows with a
darkening drug-glove
o-la, minted burrow groves shoot knives with gods as
carvers of connectors
kick blue moss form defectors
and a budgy bird hangs inspectors of daffy grinds
and a goofy word gets underfired by sacking lepers
and a graceful sea-net
comes stranging star-fish when a ripening leopard
gets sainted by all cat-kind

where splattered rivallers ride across a raped mind
then painters of cruised colours carry magazines
aside dilators of hearts and bones and softened dreams
and, la la, we whistle for murder
and, ah-ah, we pestle warred purdahs as dummy screams
comes shuddering under fingered
cradle-mires
and a dunny flex has to render babbies sky-defected
underwaterfalls and inside a bleeder of a sun-infected
renal penile rash

uhhh, as mice countdown to ratdom then madam ash
has to lash evil chairs with gentian gentlemen
uhhh, as christs countdown to catdom then father ash
has to lash devil seats to emptying body-vermin
and a rave at sea
gets drowned in beads; and a daddy terrain has to crash
directly down across snapped blind lunacy
and a bobber of dross craps upon extended family

Oh, once upon a lad-life in a man's world, red honey
will crashland for babby bunting and nut-bred ladies
Oh, once across a rose-life in a gal's world, blueness
comes scurrying across eager prudes and huge deaths
la la la...

Uh
*
the backers of blooded butter-men
get marg-glued to barley and bitumen
and the riders of the corn
come crashing through life's form when
doctors abuse mad medicines

the hackers of bleeded blue issue-men
get jam-screwed
and de grey panic of de news use men
to cavern after luke-warmed chicken

and a naked fuser snap; and old ken
demolishes venal vinegar coal-spent
daddy nous; and daddy gathers rent
from dragglers of mommy

backsiders, slammed, cane buddies
cra-bridlers, canned, cure totties with
a topmost gal whose eager stare rids
love's bandaged string; and fast kids
get blown far, far away

*
hectate, harnessed, accuse dogs of crimes
female god-glues abuse gods under blinds
and, oo, when coda-screws use thunder-wynds
then a caper of sofas
gets sunk deeply down in a lost thigh: O, loafers
spew junk
and, la la, hectate, harnessed, feeds cat-times
with the furry romancing holy tails of twined
ancient dog-spelled-wicca-basts

Oh, this poet's candid kicker strikes shoe leather
directly when a febrile lesbian
sinks a candle in a straight woman; and, feathered,
limers of diamond monkeys
must get pearled in a welsh purse

hectate, harnessed, accuses dogs of crimes
ah, feline cat-varnish kitchen-kills a horse-hearse;
and doming decriers
get shown to books when biblers under revivers
listen to hell's book-burnings

*
beltane, abused, shuts tits in a blueberry station
oo, venal plumes get bird-shredded
and, loosening now, naked burr-breaded natrons
must scatter shatterers across geesy gardens
and i love the sound of mowers
and i adore drowners
ah, a sea of flowers radios creatures in gardens
ah, a tree of bowers radio natalers under raisins

ices, made Isis, uses ole pharoah-egypt to season
bummers with fast wines and gentle treason,
and a mummy bell gets rung under teenaged reasons
and, La, idiot piglets
sink candles into blue lipped
family deceivers.

beltane, amused, admits that he never existed
o, holy church-dudes admit that christ was mad
and, la, when a judas-jeep carries vanning faces
to extenders will hereby scutter after blab-braces

apses, rotted, use elephants for villages when s
jacking germaine green holy vaunt
gets jolted under evil racist haunts;
and easers of mumblers prove blacks have
instinctive genius

and a dreamer of genius seats dark gods under
alarums and fascinating fathers
O, a dragger of caucasian cunts nooses feathers
aside bled boats that get blown sky-high

*
whence a rosy silence listens, then aromas
come scudding under baths
ah, a scratching violence glistens, then glaucoma
must feel after cats and carts;

whence a rosy star-silence sheds glasses, then
a bender of a lazy car
gets stuck to corvet-bumper
and easy xmas civets carry heads to sirens

O, a daddy child must arise from cakers when
cockleas get pickled
O, a mummy child must arouse cakers when
dizziness cries forever

La La La..

*
Copyright JDB 16/06/2021

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nb. jim bellamy hates racism.

work-in-progress title: The Deacons of Doom Denial Layer Heads With Casts
first draft poem then poem-song

"the deacons to doom denial layer heads with casts
the beacons of noon-tide raise liars from lead
and a bolshy moon-mind has to summon bread:
o, a canny caverner slides hands under grey masks

and, once upon a lad-life, a redness of sex-clasps
comes shuddering
and a thunderer, slashed, suppers after shivering
glue-body-rain
and a dad in Spain writhes where feline groyne-pain
cuts sea-grout.

the deacons to doom denial layer heads with clasps
oo, a dizzy driver dreams of feathered tree-plasts
and a daddy diver demonises
all words and all blind-brained nude-metaphor

uh.

*
the deacons to doom denial peer aside grey casks
the beacons of noon arise from pulled arse
and, la, when naked dunes get sallied, then masts
may well suck a dropped Venus
o, a masted saviour gives writers to wheat-washed
eye-razors; and eyers under dukedoms use clasps
to cut a hand away from red rings

oh, once upon a lad-life, a redness of poppies may
seize pepilepsy from a fastening fitting sad day
and, lanced under guns, weepers sleep after graves
and, la la, as we read for creepers
then we sunder green slumbers with sawn reapers

uh, candid bastards shed shit across ships when
a boat of baker's blood cut rot from old children

*
oh, once upon a lad-life, a redness of poppies may
star-adjust heads with sweet screens
la la, as eyers dance, then blinders of dreams may
sunder beds with glanced
deafeners; and eyers of blind silence use odd days
to serve salliers with claves

oh, once upon a lad-life, a redness of poppies may
car-crush breads with mary-christs
and, mooned, a balded father-price uses lost clay
to supper after knives and nudes
and an evil rapist of sands uses a bed for a blade

and, ahh, once upon a mind, meddlers gut trays

*
oh deacons to doomsday dribble as venal chapels
come succouring for grey geezers
oh darters, screwed, shiver
oh markersons, smoothed, shoot dead rivers
and a vase under glass has to shatter
and red Mars, under grass, has to scatter lust
aside bladers of goofers and smatter

oh once upon a lad-life, a redness of poppies may
come fastening beds to boards
oh once upon old dead christ, a deadliness may
come scurrying across meteors and wards
and, la la, stoners of Bethlehem
shutter sliders under ciders when old women

gut goated cheese with lacers of grey children

*
oo a latent brained blue body hips to a crippler's beat
oo a parent to old dudes
hits base; and, laden, a green slit leads rippler's meat
underneath greyers in blind sleep
oo a latent veined bruised bobbies arrest caged wheat
oo a patient to soft nudes
gets murdered; and a kid on a drip feeds off snoods
then a holy heroic pogo peep
gets peering inside wide gals and jacking jay-jeeps

oh once upon a blithe baby, killers of keen kids will
smoothe blood-hairs with riders of birds inside mills
ah, a curvy cerebral light
gets shone on palsies when femaled dragoners spill
haunted lyons across massive midnights
and, oo, midnight moondaras will publish gob-shite?

gutted goaties use hair for grills when godless hills
fall down from dizzy kangaroos

*
oo shuddering shutter men slide a masted head across
a powderer of kids in crocks
and, ah, when once pigs swill cops then easy loss must
shiver; and a limey mind-ochre finds teethers where dust
gets hurled behind revolvers
and men and kids with bathed dissolvers
must sunder cocks with dream-drivers
oo a scudder under gems scatter soap aside grey lust

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

*
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 screws

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

o as we arise from suicide, then we wed strippers

*
these are my mallard days where i will lay god's babies down
these are my dullard days
o, a cavvy cage gets cutdown as dupers of naves use sounds
to snap an eased fish-sex
and, mind-scrammed, merchants of flayed necks resound
across mental nets which lynch grey screams
and a wallah inside a ditch comes guzzling lost ice-creams
ah, a licker of roaches watches lippers cum crying after
dummy droves and diamate looping summer-laughter

these are my mallard days where i lay god's ruby down
huh, these are Man's dweebs
and a haloer in a hollowed sleeve uses hairs for beads
and, la la, headpieces under glebes
get supped from birdy beakers: O, a natron with needs
gets scarpering
and a mason to fatherings smothers orbs with reeds

ligrons, leashing, lead tigons to endless tigrons and pee
comes gashing from a renal salt-pulse
and, wounded in bed, we extemporise bells and trees
and, wiped under lead,
as timers cry, then clockers, bled, pass through false
mental clock-mains
and i have seen all sweat dreams glowering
and i have seen all sex-dreams flowering
and i have seen the swirl of mien come showering
mammies with holy flame

*
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

*
the crabbin hook is let to front-door whores
the cabins under rooks are chilling outdoors
the sovereigns of de Lady spill hearts from wards
and a dunny bayer uses dogs for sweet wars
ah, a native killer breaches breads with sirens
ah, a fotal fever bleaches dark-heads dry; and gourdes
get suckered aside bones and skull-warfs

oh a keen and canny mind will bind streets to bawds
oh a dreamer under wasp-wine
hisses; and entertainers of dills sop as shampy wall
from soapers of fillers and miction factories;
and a derider of the dead
gets scalded by stale lead
and a ravager of the killed
gets bleeded when a statue on a mumbler's hill
comes dropping magma heels

the crabbin hook is let to cunt-hordes
the ravine-rooks that peck stone will usee boars to
render blood as faint as sex statue
and, la la, muddied paint drags breasts from bluesed
babby aching;
and a swiller of ceilings get disc-fed to diamantes
and, oo, as a dawdler dawdles after warblers then
heated headpieces will get stuffed with vitamins

oh a keen and canny mind will bind streets to gems
oh a dreamer of paltry pine
will render oaks as dead as real wine
and a glass of rope gets toasted to a naked serum
and a flask of dope gets roasted along naked treason
and, o-la, a baiter of boaters
get breaking, just like a butcher aside cake-motors

the crabbin hook is let to front bawds
the ravines under books get buried under floors
and, la la, candifiers, split,
get gaftered with hands, knees and lip; and wars
widen as wild women widen
and, oo, the shakers of chippy children use scores
to shooteth up with veiling startled starred seasons

dirtyers of doomy deniers scar-scramble ravens,-
flirters under roomy flavas
come shunting mind-spunk across devil razors
and, sex-maced, a bulbous reamer uses mirrors
to sink a goofy candle inside thighs and feathers

and a model mind-hotel will listen to a kissed well
and a motile swine-motel will glisten as fish-smell
swells up, up, up
la la: couplers of sluts grind dolls to dust as cells
sweep dreary ballets under tarots and aged bells

Uh Uh Uh
!!
*
a turtler of a horsed tractor leads cars to lemurs
o, hurtlers, calf-coursed, lends caddis to papers
and, la la, a beater in a sweet meat farm sea-tapers
a ladener of bum-juice with defilers of easy staplers
and a candy-fart
gets stoppered; and a bummer grind fuses teddies
to apiaries and waspy jellies
and a radio junkey forces fellahs down bike-ladies

a turtler of a horsed refractor leads cars to bellers
o, feinters, daubed, lead caddis to evil shakers
and eyes meet in de middle
and genies send buds to fiddles
and genius mien drives cars across cats and cradles
and a dizzy God leases these crabby words to stables

a turtler of a coarsed tractor leads cars to gables
and bitten buttery leaders heed mad words no more?

*
my family is a god
my memory is loved by all raised Love
and, la,as a focal fan uses gloves for Gods
then melodies entertain my marbled mammy
and, locked under veins, a local daffy hero bloods
cardial plowers with naked heaven's blue claws...

my family mind is sane as clothes
my medly mind is sweet as cloves
oh, a daffodil reader aside a stream uses stoves
to dine for fablers and a sweet rose
and radial heart-sonnets get read to main-roads;
and were histrionics daub dramaurgy with paws

then the eagerly awoken dead dream of blood
made easy with baker's drugs
and baker's blood denudes cakers when mud
chomps along a choked blackberry
and, lasered, swift song punches greyed cherries"
..
*
poetry and science are much the same
the dichotomy is the Void between?

work-in-progress title: The Passions of Incredible Heroes
first draft poem then poem-song

the passions of incredible heroes don hats and scarves
o issuers of indelible yoyos
get crammed down dangling voices;
and meddlers of pogos get pealed across cold zeroes
and heroic idiots serve dogs to canaries

the passions of veiled shakespearos don cat-gut as
pushers of pelmets drag naked pools for cat-gas
and, oo, when vices derange
a dog with a spoon, then a daddy's head uses glass
to ignite bones

as baker's blood bears scent to de bodies, sloanes
come shuddering after drones
la la, a helmet under feathers dons hats when grass
gets puffed by killers

*
the diviners of days and nights uses hands for flex
la la, drivers of drays come shafting cold squirrel-mess
with penile cunny jams
and a vaginal snood gets cut down
and hot cannals use sex to slit throats with easy sound
and, o, a cakey boy
gets sliced then deployed to infants and jellies

o as rapists poke soap-pods, a drizzler under cherries
gets led to naked papers
and, la la, as star-seals dive aside peppers then towns
get slashed about underneath lost cities
and, laced, a router, scar-sheathed, swallows daisies

*
the passions of insoluble rainbows drink to trans fats
la, a feline god accuses meadows of feeding sad rats
o a cagey cunny head
gets fed to monkey as a deadhead dreams of bread;
and a causal flex cuts hands from red lead
and, uh, as a cavvy curate stops church then cats get
sloshed under catty sapphires

o as rapists post poem-pictures, a dummy under nets
comes shafting cunt with bald decks
and a softener, bunked, drags briars for neck-rests;
and eyers of cut ears
give god-head to spheres when a devillers use nests
to deify dogs with crests

the passions of invisible veined crows drink to bats

*
we dream of bed as we slide a cross aside cat-traps
o, spleened lead drags hands across rice
and a bodier, blown, beer-bags gins aside rat-traps,
and a dizzy diamond geezer
grasps to fizzy sirens where a dazzler of rivers laps
a poppy fanny-tongue

we dream of bread as we slide across aside cunt-caps
o, reamed devs drag sands across lice
and a rippler, roped, trips across nice woodlice
and, la la, eyers of cotton wolves
come scattering dogs across eaten wire-dolls

uh we scarper after carpers as we muscle under skulls

*
And reddeners, made golden, cup titties inside garlands
oo, fearers, scathed, sunder lost biddies aside old hands
and, once laid, laden thunder crosses family with brigands
la la, a chicken childhood must send flosses to wigwams
oo, heavers, caved, sunder lost daddies when gold drams
come shooting beery tides

o as rapists post porn-pictures, then molten mind-eyes
get slashed by pled picklers, and dated eden-wine scries
aside pure watery quick silvers
and, la la, a cocoa factory drizzles ash across old eyes

and a rider under ribbons smites evil lusts with wives
and a sidler under gibbons spikes evil musk with lives
and a router of green visions
shouts down the days-deep city visions when brides
get bloated deeply down u-bend in a tree of ravens

*
the sidlers of demure pure decorous honey must use minds to
summon gels from naked money
o riders under skewerers, star-staved, sinks knives into lubes
and as porators dig dilators
then nuclear pigs will noose defectors with handles and killers
and a donkey bell shrills
and a honkey well kills love with a sizzler under blue billers

and a slider shoots marks with shitters where a daffy mirror
comes hooting vain vision
and a crouching train arises from treason as a faking licker
gets stall-stabbed
and a routing skein arises from peacedom
La La La: as heroic vices drink to women then fast pickers
will come shovelling dives with grey gum

the drivers of demure pure decorous mummy must use tits to
supper for the forks and jives of a fed mood
o, a draggler of stalks rams rides with a breaker of lost dudes
and, once scented, a draggler of cribs
gets snaking aside bled blades; Oh, easy ribs use roods to

snapper dolts from fires
and a daddy mare nestles pyres under spires when grey blues
use hurtlers for sonnies

*
the idlers under lazy lovies use a canned gun for a knife
o, riders under mazy dummies use a rammed sun for a wife
and, once paved, painful pavements come sundering christs
la la, a painter of staining casements
get rampaging aside blue flowers; and darksome sea-scents
get raging after blonded mind-powers
and we feel for inner peace where we dream of inner light
la la, a razor inside hispid hair
gets ribbling acrosss sacred skin-prayers

the drivers under crazy daffies use a crammed gun for christ
o, riddlers, sundered, snaffle dudes from jammy doll-lice,
and a bunny scream comes sharpening guns with bum-sliced
naked sword-sticking tickler men
uhh, a damager, scissored, serves hens to roasted sickle-Zen
uhh, a slitterer, quivered, cures men with toasted steeple-Zen

and easy riders of spliced tours go on holiday to a lost spind
brollying drowning soft castle; and a gemmy cuts aside wind
and, uh, drollers, aloft, parcel seasand under
mental vacated holiday tussles; Ahh, we use rode fathers?

*
pullers of picky pixy pigeon waters strip hoses down
oo rippers of dicky lippy surgeons snip horses: o, towns
come shearing heads from ladies
and, sun-piked, breads toast rubies
and, iced, summer trikes use lost babies for easy clowns
and, sliced, thunder strikes noosed knocked daddies
and a laden flower-floater has to nuke bedded sea-sounds

the drivers of mulched berries lead cherries to bird-ground
o radioed winter-cults use a moon-ledge to summon crowns
from dabbled summer-salt
and an autumnal baker roasts malt aside odes to colts
and, stapled, blowers of coasts deal cards to lost vaults

pullers of pixy nippy spurgeons strap roses to sweet-dolts
ah, rickers of rippy gal-surgeons strap blazes across smaltz
and memories of eaglers summon caps from fanny-faults
la la: there are muddlers near whose crap-guns use Downs
to erect grimed birds with moggy castlers

*
pursers of plumed cliffs drag dagger-drones for fathers
o hearsers, drugged, lift hands across easy lovers: O, lovers
lease loppers to mits
and, stoppered, tweezers, lubes and porators
dream of grey lips as a sinker of saved pubes accusr fathers
of jacking a moggy female child
la la, a seated psychedelic circus samples veins from rafters
la la, a sweated mentalising sky-horse tramples gun-larders,
and decrial on a lopped star-force
comes sundering deaths with sauce as deadly shooters shaft
a dummy bay with dated grape-grafts

pursers of plumed cliffs drag manger-moans for dazzlers
o forcers, mugged, lift danglers aside bones, and easy riders
ripen up for tawny tigers
and, la la, sworn dizzy drivers cut fat fingers from restorers of
dappling sloe-seated english babies
and rubicund massers ease a doll-crack beneath sad lobbies
and, oated, feverish bees blend skull-tracts under mad doobies

pulleyers, made from wound wine, cups titties in perve-pans
bullers of jade, spun, grind vines where a lockering dust-pan
gets swept across dapplers of evil limed
dog-hounded lost cell-crappers
and, wheezing, knocked sockers strummed heels with layers

*
these mazy macing mad days where i lay love's eagle down
will, once entranced, sadden eye-hair
o, a sudden relax of grass-air levers lacquer under drowned
neon verves
and a lady-bird comes scurrying aside devas and perves

these mazy amazing sobbed days where i lay god's seagull
under plinths and guns
come severing grey guards from ganglers of easy spun sons
and a ladderer, scummed, scale weird web-walls when gum
gets sky-chewed by toothless dolls

pursers of plumers parade for ghosts as sodden star-lunge
gets pierced with wraith-fed fairy grunge
and a damaging plug-pig gets oinked across sow-gunge
and odlers, pug-fed, use anointers for hands and tongues

these mazy bemusing sodded days where gods use skulls
come shedding now the eyes and ears of a loud fat bull
and a scaly bullock under tides
get sundering cocoa-hearts with the Ides of Caesar-tribes;
and weevillers, inside carp, spin shins aside roman rides
..
when once a dizzy beard gets wagged in euphesian winds
then a gilded queasy steer must grab to skin when hymns
come jabbering for tears and lost hags
la la, once upon a sphere, sandlers, crisscrossed, gabbed
about dunny deers and corroded bunny slags; and, La,
oaters aside sweet plants get fed to mammy mabs

Uhhh.

*
well-funded by gloomy geese, a romancer of glass pomanders
comes striking fists from swell cars
o as neckties strike, then the riders of plane Mars use remanderfs
to swallow bushels from sky-cards
and a lilter under stables accuse deniers of strangling die-hards
o a venal renal vinegar mind-miracle
hastens to venal sugary spine-pinacles
and a wifeling, whipped, a goofy dead chemical bleeds for
madam macadam and nasty easy bread

well-founded, a daddy heir to medly has to smell of war
o, cell-grinded, a mammy heir to family
caressers din-minded muscle-mares: Oh, a user of honey
has to sunder the easily killed; and odes to fusers will curry
torn teeny plaited car-combs;
and a dizzy plated moon-drone has to feed vans to drones

*
the honeyed manx-mind of a blown blonde-tailor
uses a wax-grind for swine
la la, city threnodies lead vines to wined snails; O, feathers
get sweated by easy devs
and, oo, shaven eyes use begged blues to anoint leathers
and a bended baby-fuse
gets fed to carred vacant heather
and a fern-dresser drinks eyes stone-dry

the honeyed manx-minds of one zillion mad brides will
send defectors to salt-wine
o, a laden loosener, spy-timed, peers under grey hills
and dunny dooby men come clambering under spils
and, made-up from ken, red nous slumbers a she deals
dirtyers of dune-sides to lemon ochres

and a mental sprayed mad parrot speaks all hours
and a rental slayed sad parrot speaks against flowers

*
scryers under mercury send euphesian bends to
summery sugar-memory
la, cryers under maladies send euphesians gems to
wintry sucrose sculleries;
and a bath at sea renders dukedomes wild as eyries
o, as faded failing kindlers mess across bones
then memories of sindlers quest after naked scones

ah, when once we closedown, the museums under gnomes
nicks a pluperfect signum from a raided gold army: O,dromes
come scattering sands across lyons,
and copious cat-dreams drop dresses from deadness
and, o-la, salving city-hens cup eggs inside emptiness
ah, when once we closedown, the galleries under tomes
use fast fans for stopped drugs

*
coppered under a coppice grate, feeders of sour fire
hips to lady-la-mambla
and a clam at sea snappers after budded head-glamour,
and heathen stoned tracters shop busts as odd grammar
gets school-fed to evil vinegary cunt-vignettes;
and dealers of sprite angels supper along fishnets

coppered under a sealed loft, a seater under pets
get sucked directly under scissor sops; and wets
get jeered at as naked grinds go around gaffy kecks,
and, once killed, leaders under groves
gas-crap along hayed heavers
and, with a full-powered gasfire used all summer long
will mask-thunder after ripeners

and stagnant doctor eats its steth when dressings
dammed midlife late nights where death cuts evenings
with fairy drums: ooo, we use sex-tench
and we weave ooze aside penises and bun-benched
fannied vaginal hat-wrenched

mad easy drivers.

"may the spirit in its blind contest the jesus mind of seven serried thieves in the graves of
token thieves and may the chapel in its turn depose the prince of urns in the semi-comal
bind of the woman in the spine and may the thomas in the sperm depose the sainted fern
of the strutting seed at large in the butterfly barge and the may sucker in the sun denude the
moon in gun and the parried blood of christ lie raped inside its heist and the coil of judas
clan lie buried in the lamb of man and woman mine and mine deposed at spine by the doctor
in the vein and the skeinward daisy chain that hurts the bible's mouth in the dawning of the south
and may the kine who tow the line lie broken in the sine of seven herod thieves in the drumming of
the leaves in the sino pact of blood in the coming of the bud and the course of hero doom in the
iris of the room; the room containing death in the driving of the theft that breaks where light don't shine.
in the scrying of the brine in the balls that shed no seed in the braining of the weed in the mouth
of mary christ in the drumming of the heist in the thraling of the doll in the plastic herod ..."

*
and a false fast femur gives the dead a filthy signal sign
then a vast boxed sky-feather
will certainly come to in endless clock where curved mines
tarry for cemeteries
and a fat fascinating weeper winges aside wigging crimes
and, la la, as de Bar causes all crimes
then the cagy buttocks in a shopping mall must define
quickening stabbing medical twat-quacks;
and we feed a pond-pox to a minnow-sparrow

O, as baiters break, then jazzed dictators ram pillows
with blinded bosom-bends
O, as shakers traipse for gymns then murdered widows
come grooming cops with ferine mallows:
la la, as we cry then we lend dukes to de doggy gallows
but keen pets love everything all year.

*
Poetry and Science are much the same
the dichotomy is the Void between.

work-in-progress title: The Sawn Spires Are Raised
first draft poem then poem-song

the sawn spires are raised under solderers of city soldiers
o even mires get layed aside thunder,
and a bell in a book gets rudely knelled as faceless saviours
come dancing in a dummy bay
la la, eyers send salts to sleep
la la, riders rend colts when day dives under manx fever

when once a dizzy euphesian beard wags inside rivers then
painters of poppies get scented with rags
and, oo, as a damager gets dinted then a baby crag
sends rocked fires to sleep
and a beller, naked, dreams about dead Eden

*
the torn tyres of one zillion cold men accuse the dead of
entering pyres under sons
and a daughter in a spire comes surrendering drums with
a dogdayed fever-lantern;
and a bolted bed comes shivering
and a vaulted bed comes quivering
ahh, as timeless shelters drop, thence darkness under cribs
gets force-fed

when once a dizzy egyptian beard gets stabbed, then eyes
must lengthen heads with beds
and a fatal stairway lends lifts to pegs when elderly skies
come scattering pop across bread
uh, a daddy mien uses finger-fed fawns to render wives
as dead as mammy clay

O
*
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

*
these childish days where i lay down my mental weapon
have to serve dogs to hair
hereby lunge lupins under prayer
and, lobed, hairpins sunder air as crowded sea of capons
gets sent to lost sleep
ahh, a babby gets tweaked
ahh, a daddy gets tweaked
and a bagger of bones uses stone for wheat when natrons
come doom-diving cogs from massed guns

these childish days are mine: O, when laden ladies strum
heated lost guitar
then a raveller, scarred, uses minds to render coded cum
as easy as smoke-killed easy lungs
la la, mentalising drovers, spun, string capes from stars
la la, scented madam loafers get strapped to footed Mars
and boomy bubble-boys
drag dope for lost toys

*
the doomy defiers of dad-deniers get hanged from rivers
la la, easy riders under blood-burners
come crashing van-lumbers
and a dizzy doll gets sent to mud
and coded city molls send rent to loves
and a scented heart-skull appears rendered old as killers

these are my mallard days
oo these are love's dullard days when a natal boy-bridler
comes entertaining drakes with laved
fanny isles
oo these are god's drugging days when fatal toy-ripplers
don magazines and porn-smiles

the doomy defiers of dad-deniers get hanged from mirrors
o-la, as petals conspire to drag dumb liars
then gladdeners, spired, become instant as holy writhers
and, lo, as mammy mires bedumb easy gas-strikers then
bobbing bitter horses
come scrabbling after hearses; and a devil bone-bend
gets slaggering for easy purses

these worded whorlers of sex and prison use u-bends
to summon laves from sauces
and, la la la, as smellers of tawses drop beds then

we will centralise dogs and lead pugs to closed gems.

*
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

Oh, me and metal mentalis give gins to eyes when reapers
send dogs to slept meat

*
oo and i dance upon darjeeling as i pour a salmon-stew
la la, eyers under plums get deafening
and a rider under blurred ceilings snore for easy screws
oo and i dance upon darjeeling as i score a naked nude
la la, spirallers shudder
ha-ha, weevillers use a padded mumma to render sleuths
as dead as dirt-rain

oo fiery focal faces use jams for glass when sweet pain
comes swivelling for nuked rams
and a fatal fotal grey ward dragglers after city cranes
and a laugh found hidden in a sleeve nukes canes when
daddiers drum wraith thumbs aside dukes

oo i dance for starfires
oo i prance for sapphires; and bolters of bleeders bend
a marsh-mire across torn sex-choirs,
and fated choristers use necks for tears when lost gents
drop false shit upon a reeled bench

the fiery focal faces i once knew must crusade for stink
ah, eerie baton-braces i once overused
must rust under maces; and a mace-sprang sunk in stink
proves evil gals shaped from a lard-glass
and an even scabbard must loosen knaves when masks

stop for love...

*
bad boys in tandems use salted trikes to send bikes to the end of the world
oo sad boys, spind, use malted mikes to
surrender sweet hags to venal dykes and lubes
la la, weavers use mace for self-sex where a damager of dudes feeds girls
to bad kids whose ferine kissers must send crews
across bald beds and biters

and fiery evil faces drag dumps for dogdayed nudes when loud cathedrals
get launched alike one zillion lost ships,
and a coded city crane carries coasts across hips when a birthday writ
gets slappered with stasis and closed lip
and holders of kids don hands from ideal ivory rose-hips

Uh, as eyers ride to county sleep, then kettlers may well snip mind-slits
with wraith-thumbs and cornered women
and, with mace-sprays sunk like candles, a sea of children must use lit
to set alight to the fast forced stars and all wiveners found beneath

lovelorn delimitless horny gardens; and i have seen grey kids on de heath

*
the massing massive tea-trades that lead mental coffins to salt caffeines
must render deaths from viral glades
o-la, a sufferer of meths swills blades where a dabbler of sweet ravines
gets murdered by easy graves
o-la, a smotherer of wrecks fills flats with chairs when a coded latrines
come sundering eyed decks
and a lazy mazy grass statue must surrender dawgs to easy necks

the massing massive tea-trades that ease a central bobbin inside skin
comes rendering daddy sea-trades beneath menstrual cabins,
and a coded crabbin-hook gets shifted from fatal forced call-ins as
all beaters of bunned bum-juices
appear splayed across gun-fires and dizzy dragooners; and gold gas
will summon a mutton supper from bluesers and thundering glass

bad boys in silly tandem dribble shit down gassed tyres when gyms
come showering venal bibles with lockdowns,
and a massive heart-pulse gets winnowing aside pandemic skin
and contusive soul-milk causes scarrying slides to inject screens
with honeyers of corona and a laden height where healing dreams
will surely set alight to syringing garland midnights

the massing tea-trades that lead viral signs to naked natal plasts
shoot a dooby tent-crack
and, once sealed and left to tac, a bender of patiented masks
gets faceless as the very dawn of covid as a canopy of glass
appears sent to driven lung-sleep

Oh?

oh, as eager seamen don flights then
gassy hedons may well sail aside veins;
and when venal radio hell
teases stereos with cloud-bells then pain
may well entertain god's school-bell

just today, whilst walking streets in heat,
i oversaw the shrilling mad
shaping scars from closed cabs; and rain
comes sundering in harness
both the body and the brains of Judas

oh, as eager seamen don nets then
ideal sovereigns get crashing for lensed
ropy kinematics
oh, as eager mermen fish for sea-maids
then shrilling violators
must arrive this day where beer sprays

a drunken disabled car with paint-masks.

*
a witness to evil winter uses anvils for glass
o a sufferer of soft curs lunches on cat-grass
and a wivener in a lost flower
vanishes under carmine summer-fast bowers
and a wicked female flask
gets shuttled down sails when candide masts
come sundering a spastic venus; and casts
appear denigrated by soft toys and cartons

a witness to evil winter uses skeins for clasps
o a murderer of eagles uses curves for masques
and a bullet-bed shoots helmic children dead when
phantastic daddy boots cut lemurs from chilled hens
and a dodderer of coots
clambers after heels
and a strangler under fields
clamours for owl-light where fevers under weals
comes crusading for bended mind-reels

and a lasher of lady liquids nooses petroleum
with pluperfect head-babies
and a badeas queen gets rocked across stadiums
and a tonsured cunt heeds cockhorses when gardens
come scattering spleen aside a massed pealed world

o, lady lacquers nooses mien with drapes when girls
get skirted; and a national disease
widens for de Thames when easy deceivers use pearls
to sunder apes with applers and mad beliefs
o, lady knickers nooses gems with drakes when earls
nooses sand-signs with bled bread: La La, old curls

hurtles downstream to find a dolly dream made whole
.
*
the lancet of a mad whorl gets sent to easy light
the magnate of a sad girl gets spent for liquid night
and a body in a restroom
succours fistulas from glassrooms where linguid heights
come swarming eden-tombs;
and a faisty manequin gets rootled under dog-fires
and a tested moony minge
comes colluding with pins when a fascinating eye-flyer
gets hoisted across a mastiff mire
and the dazzlers of de devil's death comes for christs
and de crisscrossing devil never lived at all
..
*
uh *

"the tawny titterer of a slung maid nooses sex in wet flour
o an easy Hitler sea-hangs slaves where a picture of hours
sidles beneath bruised sleep; and an angled angel of flowers
vomits side-saddled to creeps. O, a magpie in a burned tower
tosses city varmints when a sheerness of mad eyes empower
laden greasers with mod men and idiots inside cold-showers

*
what with euphesian beards gone wagging in five winds
i realise now that hirsute tears emerge from closed gyms
?.

Poetry and Science are very much the same
the dichotomy is the patent Void between...

work-in-progress title: About Baiters of Bones and Christs
first draft poem then poem-song

the dabblers of demure pure fire suck upon a robed gut
la, straddlers of skewered mind-pyres
come shovelling glass aside blue briars
and a naked face appears glass-fatal
and a faceless casement sears mien with baited nuts
and a doner of bloods to men
gets robbed of all god's children.

the dabblers of demure screwed fire suck upon a gunbut
and a draggler of love's women
must raise hens from hymens when
a coded kodak primer nooses skins across swift sluts;
and wiveners of windows
hiss as chickens rend deaths from raining old widows

these are our mallard days when i shall scent meadows
with baiters of bones and christs.

*
the amassing tea-trades that lead bleeders under violence
come canonising mentalis with red fevers
la la, damson farters come carrying beds to readers when
brute silence damages hammed red fingers
and a doctored village uses jammy bed-singers to rend
daddy parks from murdered grey spinners

o, dabblers of blurred blood use hens for mirrors when
ideal fazers feed a buttock-bed with rapine reason-men
la la, easy bridlers of buttered beds
get spreadeagled across jam-marsh
and a daddy bird bends rushes across glass as Zen
comes sinking yogas under chakric dying easy hems

the amassing tea-trades that lead bleeders under violence
come sermonising caves with bread
and, oo, a slicer of graves gets sent to easy sirens; and
coded killer kings shed salts across emptied lost islands.

*
the dabblers of demure pure fire suck upon a robed nut
la la, cocaine critters get cut under closed guns
and a damager, hitlered, comes sundering blonde suns
and a dyer of ripplers sunders easy blind-bombs when
ugly female dippers arise from dizzy mind-stone.

oo, slaggers under wrecked sunshine must use hens
to ignite eggy henny deluders of
venal cocky bone; and a slider of Gods gas gobb wit
dirtyers of blown bands and cryers
oo, raddlers under snippers don moon-shines as lip
gets candle-gridded aside blinders of moany drones

the dabblers of demure nude fire cut across a mutt
o, a daddy fever murders de master as coded puff
gets huffed aside raiders of christian laughter: O, musk
comes wafting through death's backdoor,
and easellers of dudes gets shent beneath wards

Uh.

*
oo when germous fluff gets hidden under wheatsheafs
then a laden archer's bosom uses sleep
to serenade farters of bosoms; and, o, swift meat reaps
a daddy saviour from a drained mind
and, once laced, a pocket of blue brine gets led to sheets

oo when germous fluff gets ridden under wheatsheafs
then a fakir under bum-dust comes sundering teeth from
angellers of damagers and dummy crusts
and, once slavered, mind-lust gets rendering green guns

oo when germous cuspid cans force wine down suns
then bladderers of hispid hands course vines down dung
la la, once upon a red mind, meddlers swerve across drums
uh, the droollers of blued binds
bury trees aside hired minds

and ochres of lemon limbs delimit leggings with spines
and loaders of signal hymns delimit bedding with tines;
and, oh, as waggers wash for punnets, then grey mines
seize weird scenes from easy gold-screams

*
the daggerers whose gun-buts quake will send dogs to sleep
la la, easers whose easy cuts shake
must hereby surrender to muck as reptiles under drakes reap
dummy fires from easy soap-crates
o, a daffy in a drum drops slicers aside mates where sheets
get sown aside boys and boxed cakes
and a dizzy sapphire will send blue bends to babby drapes

and ochres of lemon winds delimit rabblings with dimes
and loaders, serumed, drag wasp-clits for giddy swines
and we spend a dollar on an english pound
and we rend a wallah from an irish sound as celt god gets
send to poem-heaven

oo when germous dirty germolene dresses down for kecks
then a beller of flirty greasy dreams crashes across wrecked
moonish starry soft men
and i have seen diamantes dripping for diamate when decks
claim codes from crow-men

Uh.

*
oo a dummy manger uses dolts for domed drives as bakers under kissers
come shuddering after noosed vaults
oo a dummy rippler uses knots for stoned eyes as rapists under killers
come thundering after rude colts,
and a dabbler in a kiss comes snappering aside bolts that lock rivers with
demotic dirty followers of forced pigs
oo a dribbler of blue haloes must drive sweet kids across mentalisers: figs
come sharpening rigs with sharpeners of reaped losses

oo a dummy manger uses dolts for domed dives as butchers under scissors
come shearing ears from eyes;
and deniers of tears stun prides with eaten sky; and mad adam under seizures
gets wed to holy Eve
and a brother in a garden shapes goddess from soft sweetening teas

oo a mummy mind thinks about Eden when a dazzler of screaming trees
comes scattering laden christs across bethlehem

*
whence elderly elderberries use plumes for pans a laden naked sea-stem
comes scarring eyes with cherries
o whence easy eastern ferries use ships for hands
then, weakening, fascinating daisies use lips for brigands
and, la, when a weeper sunders babies then crypts aside rubber bands
get shafted under sneakers
and, sundered, loathing mind-mirrors nuke a boner with easy england

whence elderly blueberries use rooms for rams a latent naked brain-gem
comes stirring minds with juiced laddies
o once upon a ground mine, a lasher of lipids will drink to dairies when
breakers of suns shend cats with rubies
oh, a dizzy creeper rends rats from rabies when sniffers of old women
get blown, just like a rose gets blown

*
harpers under daddy queens must send ruby kings to medical sleep
la la, sunderers of mummy deans must send baby rings to fatal heat
and, once dried, a miraculous skinner of hens must use lost meat
to render dummies stone-dead
la la, harpers under hairy dreams must send booby bins to litter-wheat
la la, hurtling fathers send screens to lust as daffy limbs sunder bed
with gloomy dreamt sea-bread

harpers under money streams will render cavvies with scented keeps
and a cablered heart-castle will slenderise noddies with rented jeeps
and a bladdering soul-parcel will
siren after bulls where a fairy statue star-found upon a bled hill
will swing for jasmine: Oh, drivers underground abuse greyed rills
of sweeping dreariness with flirty brooms

and easy flashers in dyed skirty rooms give gas to petrol-patrons
and easterly writhing cried soapy runes cause poetry to use dunes
to splatter cretative lies with smetma and dizzily driving salt-prunes
and a caddier of sweet eyes melt for famous Ireland
and a raveller of sweet minds melt for genius diamonds where Wales
succours holy scotland from godly Nova Scotia

*
the pinpointing navellers whose endlessness strips ladies down will
render skin subhuman
la la, star-anointers, flavoured, use saviours to cut babies from ill
caverners
la la, pinpointing ravellers whose deadliness snip bobbies from drills
render spind sin subhuman,
and eaters whose woven sea of hot bacon sinks teeth under dills will
sermonise coverlets with easy children

harpers under daffy screens get strapped across red moulinex
o, hardeners of goofy dreams get rapped across fucked mind-necks,
and a father in a mill
grinds glasses under dust when floury bitter sluts sex-slur for kecks
and doomed deniers on de field
get fed to dragglers of mind-strangled blonde yields

o, men and gals and bandaged rings use salt-strings for faces: O, nets
get greasing for singing docs when
slitters slam doors across wingeing odd chicken; and a bastard pen gets
rendering goose-drivers with dirtyers of closed mind-miction

pinpointing, a flashy fleshy candle gets stuck in grey arse where kitchens
come weevilling across deadly angels
ah, a boning blind cross swells up for sandals
ah, a stoning mind loosens cells with female ferine cradles as lichen
appears picked, just like sex-moss.

harpers under dummy deans get damging after crooked gals; O, loss
ignites bedazzlers of spleens with jesus-laughter
ahh, a crooked amonite digs for pig as boaring bed-mummas toss
a cossed caved heart-salad under prigs and fingerers

*
when pickers of pickler we rend darkness from lost flowers, then ideal rainbows
must set blue lungs ablaze
o where riddlers of clickers shend sadness with washed towers, then ideal mind-blows
come serrying eyes with lays
and, once stummed, a holy hedon aside welsh clays must dream about petrol clothes
and, la la, star-gunned, weasy herons wash bleachy hands inside grey gassy groves;
and peasy glam-gloves use hens for tea-trays

when pickers of pictures send dons to smashed brains, then a swine aside grey glades
will surely repine for dizzy kinematics and plashed veins;
and, ooo, oodlers under fizzy cinematics noose lashy trains to gravy stains
and, la la, we weep for milk teepees
and, o-la, we reap wards from eyed beads;
and mentalis uses dunny digitalis to render sea-baits from dundering blood-blades

o, men and gals, flexed, glory-fascinate brollies with fetes; and, lo, fairy thumb-trades
gutter when bluesy candlers sink candelabras into menstrual crates; and, lo, lays
bud up for fanny fanglers
o, men and girls, decked, tory-masturbate dollies with snakes; and, Oh, easy slaves
come bolting brens to bracken peddlers
and oozers, sty-spied, spiral for Leda and her divinely drowning mod Zeus Swan

..
Uh

*
the corny sexy mad cornucopia well-found aside town streams
gets petrified by sad bad city failures
and a fatalism, spied, nips pitiful lasers aside genoa; O, sailors
appear surrounded by glassy vermin
and, la la, where once eyes cease to glare, then faceless labia
comes sinking a ruddy candle in the moon's
cresent-thigh

corny sex- mad female layers get man-startled, and grey livers
get flashed under fingerers of dunny cock and goofy god-gives
and, la la, when a coded furled cicada nooses necklace-ribs
with haloic daddy edams
then the wizardy in wild pnemonic sedan bricks in de leaders
of drowny drony Zeus as His sister-sawn wide swan

and, ahh, a heaper of de fizz uses less and less of the fizz
and, laa, a reaper of les gizz uses old blanched mind-hits
to shovel lady-sleep with burnishing bastardising kine-kicks,-
and a peeing baddy-beat bears dufflered bedpans across ships
and, ooo, a burning elderly city clipper-ship
must rend rose wind around burials: Oh, weepies use clits

to dig a feline walzter whose fanny rivals drink to blue remits.
/
uh

*
icy blind ravines get hurtled where summer's gasfiree
get turned up to full in a sealed flat; Oh, raining spires
grow up from a twixed baseball cap,
and a donny driver twinkles where a natal burier claps
timed ravellers with mulers of dangerous honeys: crap
comes feeding a splat-sex to shaven mind-memories
and, lo, as a draper of flailers appear unmade and trapped
then a fiddler of a fun funeral pyre dresses down

icy ground canteens get pelted with stale pepsi when
olden chair-sleuths dangle dates across closed women
ah, a doddery dukedom swells up for crooked crocus men
ah, a swaggery puke-moon
hisses as she kisses a vast punnet of pealer swooners;
o, as mad maids miss the titty brawl
then a father to trays gets reeling in purblind ward.

and, la, once across a mined mind, weird scenes
came carrying limbed loss with loud vacuums: o, dreams
gets gluttered when a pisser of a shelled hymen
gets rammaging after sisters
ah, a doggy cat-kid feeds holy ghosts to animal whispers
and, la, weepers shed happy tears for all wild dreams

*
and there are fasters here who use blue nun wine for picks
and, o-la, riders under fear fuck newts with pickler-pits
and, uh, loaded rude rodeo wasters give a filthy sign to licked
lose-all-men
and, rented to pylons, a bastardiser of gold gin sauces
an angled angel-exhaust as a rider upon diamate horses

and there are glasses here which fit eyes to red temples.

*
as i sing for a robotic mantra, then i dare skin god's knee
as i swing, then aromatic tantra feed follicles to weed
and, oo, a padded cider-scrumped apple-gills puff seed
and lend issuers of pulled plaits to asexual babby beads

Eh?!!

Janus?

o, here goes an ode to a bone castle...when once skulls click then bodying muscle
smacks death and burnt boney keys swirl inside sex hassle
o, here goes an ode to a bone castle, and a vision box breaks joined bustles
and i am shattering and shopwindows are fractured inside me and skin and a hot bone castle
and this is my ode to a living parcel
sss

Endless crenatures shut

and this rose is sick?

yet she is no healer who denudes my sins of life
at odds with the dead
(or as she slides from roaring cloud to cloud),

she has swarmed duressed
into theft's shrouds: contusive as steeled light,
she comes comparative and proud

(and weeps in a spaceship and weeps the skies away
as she raves and raves
at this shallow grave which rends the harp of night)

and brazened by the stars in alms, crude as christ,
i must suffer and be swathed
by the thurible that slept these words into the vast;

though the vast is always occidental.

o, here goes an ode to a bone castle...when once gulls crash then bodyles gables
smash a beaker across a green glans
and a heaper of heron heroics
come scattering flu-eyes aside yoyo ergonomics
ssss she who is my dead killer heaps me days high as bleeders of candles
stamp upon blue monkeys

Ahhh

....

"Janus?

o, here goes an ode to a bone castle...when once skulls click then bodying muscle
smacks death and burnt boney keys swirl inside sex hassle
o, here goes an ode to a bone castle, and a vision box breaks joined bustles
and i am shattering and shopwindows are fractured inside me and skin and a hot bone castle
and this is my ode to a living parcel
sss
Endless crenatures shut

and this rose is sick?

yet she is no healer who denudes my sins of life
at odds with the dead
(or as she slides from roaring cloud to cloud),

she has swarmed duressed
into theft's shrouds: contusive as steeled light,
she comes comparative and proud

(and weeps in a spaceship and weeps the skies away
as she raves and raves
at this shallow grave which rends the harp of night)

and brazened by the stars in alms, crude as christ,
i must suffer and be swathed
by the thurible that slept these words into the vast;

though the vast is always occidental.

o, here goes an ode to a bone castle...when once gulls crash then bodyless gables
smash a beaker across a green glans
and a heaper of heron heroics
come scattering flu-eyes aside yoyo ergonomics
ssss she who is my dead killer heaps me days high as bleeders of candles
stamp upon blue monkeys

Ahhhh"
**

'Mad poetry and shameless science are much the same
the sad dichotomy is the bloodied dragged Void between?'

*

work-in-progress title: The Issuer of Kissers Nooses Sky-Bait With Torture
first draft poem then poem-song

the issuer of kissers nooses sky-bait with torture
o twining gold-rivers raise eyed screams from waters
and a dizzy mind-riders lazer cops across daughters;
and a bunny bone gets snapped
and a honey stone gets trapped aside blue breathers
la la, a national father will rend lewd lives with readers
and blonded brooked books go wordblind

as i swing for idle heavens, a croucher beneath rafters
lend laughing doctors to citadels as elderly brothers
get wed to sweated mind-meats; and coded mothers
glean mod motels from soul-seated venal mirrors
and eyers will always writhe
and shooters, spilled, must give head to lies

*
these ideal idiotic days where lightening mind-times get
shafted will send spillers to air
o these evil embryotic days where brightening heart-slits
appear drowned must send minds to prayer
and, la la, bled oceans on a blue beach sunder hair
and, o-la, red potions serve berries to lost kid-chairs

the issuers of fever noose lanterns with scribes where
eaters of naked divas seem missioned aside thin air
oh, as a nutted snapper hires a female markerson, flares
appear donned by de nuclear mad killer public: O, tares
get grafted from reddening sky-oceans

and eyers will suse caves for cunt where cablers stare
deeply down across a burnt boat of a livid snared
goat-beard; and, lo, men-kind will loosen until killed

*
when one zillion soft chiliads have come to pass us by
then wenderers of lost sky-cabs will surely eat the sky
o, a daddy under soft mind-crabs sucks on arse as mines
get dug up in search for soul,
and a dummy gun shoots lost roses where daffies grind
greying ghosts to shot dust; O, a river inside a spine
comes shouting at killed lusts

when once one zillion soft chiliads have come to eat time
then clock-travellers must shend bedsteads with sweet lime
and swifteners of green world must sunder bone with
tawny tied screams
O, a dummy grave gets gritted aside meat when old kids
collude with sense then go mad

*
oceans of porridge plastic drag devil-guns for sewers
la, seas of lightened mastics drag devil-suns for skewers
and, o, when once sadness under hags abuses screwers
then baiters of cunts come sundering rags with fuses
and we interfuse Hector with Hermes when coded nooses
come star-hanging grans from tie-dyed grand daddies
la la, a nothern eye-glans stuns slides with aged bodies

oceans of porridge plastic drag devil-lungs for movers
la, seas of slighted soffits lag demons with old bruisers,
and eyers of madam man must send dolls where cruisers
snip dom daniel's sex-slam
and, oo, masoners to sweet clams get stoned aside killers

oceania, labelled with vagina, must render heavens dead
and, opening for asia fever, dust renders reason abed with
ragglers of torn towns and Leda: O, hand-scores will rid
all knifed nuked cities of fires and spires

*
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

*
these are our poet trees where shacklers don beakers for
a muted purpose of toasting hares
o a bunny bucking blow-rabbit uses chairs for eyes when war
comes shafting boats with fairies
o a honey-suckling crow-habit uses tares for minds as wards
get sealed aside burned flats; and easy bearers of baby gourdes
must render grapes from apple-dairies

these are out poet trees where hagglers don reapers for a
galleon-star that oat-bears a tawny tear to sea of lost cars;
and eyers will abuse dirt in order to find a fist for red Mars;
and, ooo, arisers of skirt spin orbers under looseners
ah, metallers, mazed, drink vim when detergent under cards
swash beds with apiaries

*
damagers of deifying mermen fish after sweetening sky-seed
will hereby serve salt seamen to kissers
and a naked vulva has to seasons rivers with rended steeds
and, oozed, lovers grab after laden mirrors
and, noosed, fathers stab against hedon-spillers
O, a nuclear mind-duct cuts starfires from fazing rivers

damagers of deifying mermen fish after sweetening heart-weed
will hereby murder mulch with piss
la la, when once soldiers shoot fists then atomising lips
must surely sodomise pearlers whose felinity gets stripped
underneath diamate on a pyre

these are our poet trees where idiot dancers sell beads to
rabbit-bearded rattlers; and, once carved, cells under dudes
must sell manx tweezers to hotels, lubes and rape dictators
la la la, weavers watch Piza falling
la la la, riders watch pizza burning; and odes to chickens
must render bitchy blarney as dead as incinerated kitchens

*
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

*
o a naked pluperfect mien-parceller uses puked flowers for
weeping wall-hangings
o a naked heart-hermit bruises musclers with poked maws
and, la la, where Ilkey Moor comes falling under murders
then a beller of killers must ring cells with infant floaters
o a naked pluperfect mien-parceller uses pulled flowers for
reaping bawd-bragging

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.

*
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

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.

*
whence a vile shadow of a sea-shorn psychopath gets
leaden with smile-caves
a blinder of dialled trades get sweated down in a mazed
bobbler of cokes and slit
and this world is ours to split as we turn across lazed
lousy moused rat-trips

whence a vile meadow under god-gob crashes, then
purplers of riled heart-shows sunder lob-lashes
oo, a camper inside sauage farts gets flayed by children as
icy vampy moon-sides scar cart-nets aside lunacy.

*
the emerald diamond smell that leads deniers west will
hereby slam a fast backdoor
o as easterly rising tea-travellers use a neck for a hill
then a drummy dashers cup molten tits inside spoars
and a holdal on a riverside
comes draining docks for fishy plegmatic suicides

the emerald diamond smell that leads deniers to death
will hereby surrender sweetening murders to lost deaths
and, oo, once aside a gold-mine, we saw weird scenes where
delighters stopper the books of repeating US Law
and i saw my son in Hell

Uh the deadeners of Israel dream about hitlerites
and the carred mimer whose wrenched vans set alight
to darksome bed and board
and a titterer, bled, spar-scans headpieces for grey heights
oo, la la, once a fucking forcing day, i oversee
a dormitory made-up from coursing bubbled reeds

*
the risers of an icarus donotion will spread dirt-winds
acrossa parted prats
and all this wide world is a feral cat made-up from wynds
and an easer of gnats
comes dancing under topplers of lardy fish-n-ships; and
as we heave herds from bottlers
we set slease free; and, oo, ole holy spider-anancee
will spin holy gosamer with twinned skulls and de Lady

o, a fractious fascinator of goofy glare must burn cuppas
and, la la la, weepers swipe elohims from greasy ticklers
and, oo, menstruative pikes get barbled by angled strippers

the buzzy bulbed camera cunny boy gets rammed across
a leper of postmodern cinema
and a lay of leper-lip caresses vile racisms; o, loss
comes scarpering up cooking plum trees as the cross
throbs just like a black God

o, a fractious fascinator of sex daphnia will use moss to
inspire our local fatal fotal working hero to kick de blues
and i will not ever define passion's china cruise?

*
& a dunny bummer sweetens for mind-jazz
& a valleyed strummer moistens de bars with massed
feline canine fuhrer
and a lopper of fast dirt-foison must mush across ash
and a hopper of vast squirt-bison must mash across
dibblers of day and night and the end of all calendars

& a sunny last of the drummond vines dresses down
aside liquid town-sounds
and we are lost inside the underground
and we get tossed aside a wicked rended fairground
& the vastness of a cheesed arse-world
appears deadly

& maiden-heads snarl upon a cerebral walnut
& stablers of lost sirs will toast the female dead: pups
glow as canny barks lead whiners when greying cuts
give instaneous thumbs to a lose-all-man

Ah.

*
and she has come possesed by latent lactic eye
and he has come possessed by spatial easy sky

END...

*
Copyright JDB 24/06/2021

work-in-progress title: Song-Killed?
first draft poem then poem-song

the wicked sky of pure men sends a daddy daffodil aside
brained eye-blowers
o, easy kid-cries sear skin
and a wakeful spy gets led to spun sin where blue tides
cause drowners to flail

the wicked sky of pure men sends a mammy rose when prides
get rocking under a green den of genoas
and, lo, a mental mask gets dropped across codal riders
uh, a detailer in a red flask
must rend beds from casks; and eyers weep after blue writhers

uhhhh a savoury junk-jailer jacks celled keys where hipsters
come grinding gobs to god-dusts

*
inside wicked mod-minds, head-mines use picks for crows
o aside flaccid sod-spines, bed-vines use ricks for crows
la la, heart-slammed, holy bines use fast hands for crows
o a naked piss-pusher peals dirt across seasands; O, sloes
get grasped from elderly oak-trees

inside wicked sobbers, a red-calf uses lips for grey clothes
o aside acid bomb-grinds, bled twines cause beds to row
aside bolts and bummers; O, easy dimes force head-roads
to cut a cunny coupler from hands and knees and toads

*
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

*
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.

*
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

*
o we will for always supper for candles
o we shall forever surrender beds to cradles; and
oo a shatterer under fever-fenders use beds for hands

and a driver of ponchos raddles across midnights
and a cryer, stoved, cooks tears
and abusers of de rose bruises heads with rites

o we will always render bedsteads as old as clams
o we will forever blood off beads with sedans
ah, a candied crate-cob drags lakes for grey edams

as odes to naked knucklers punch teeny knickers
then raddlers of picklers bunch clitties aside rippers
and a dandy gob spits spunk
and a fanny sod gets spy-raped when blue monks

got snipping dog-derivers with boned nun-junk

*
there are evil seasons growing now; o, there are axles where
an anvil falls from the eyes
o here come grey reasons come shending arks with hair
and, la la, eaters of sirens dream of mind-klaxons, and air
gets shafting under nuked pies
la la, sharpening, tundra feeds eyes to meat-wives
la la, hardening, lumber gets slapped till dead; O, knives
come rendering hens to pieces

there are evil seasons glowing now; o, there are whistles where
handlers leap from a mad chair
and, once gunned, dragglers of prayer depress odd sea-stairs
and we will summon carved cabins
and we will anoint scarves with phone-ins

Ohm, where cardial soul-rejects detect great winds then
tatlers of pealies will robe-connect raped ironing women
to balded bad boys who dine in the pitched dark: children
slide a blooded gun down cradlers and coded pan-plum

Uhh

*
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.

*
the vile files of a flown life leash ladeners to fixing waters
o dialed smiles, stoned, fish after cloud-breakers
and a dolly sex-smile anoints fizz-farters with ole snakers
la la, a digger of daffy pled points grabs to swift coal-capers
and a damaging soul-sleeper
gives tardy bossy blithe peepers to oceans under dippers

oo oozers of sauced lepers crack salvers from silk-peppers
oo riddlers of forced peppers snap foisters across papered
tabloid-poo-mouths
and a ratted batted bone driver whose renal sores redoubt
about lemur leotards and bikini islands when
peekers, congered, use a false moggy dance for god's founts
and, once slumbered by body-truths,
a carrier of tumblered sky-rayed hooves must render mounts
from a dragon-power

the vile files of a flown christ leash crucifiers to issue porters
o wild smiles, boned, flash across eager cloud-snakers
and, once upon a bed-crash, lose-all-men gave ghosts to doctors
and, sundering by, a wily curator of sylvan slaves
will most certainly derive mad honeys from drop-tanks: Lays
hereby suck across red nuts

*
star-punished, a swaggerer under marsh melts aside
gobblers of fast Mars
o, car-vanishing, coded creatures come shaving tithes
with biddy sweat-boxes; and, la, a reaper of bird-skies
gets shooted under becks and blender-hedges
and refiners of mumma-necks get rasping across wide
wild mummy snoods

star-published, a wagoner under harps melts aside a
daffy diggory dormitory where a comic kitchener uses a
smasher of a bulb-bed for scrappers and fueds
and, la la,a wivener of lead stores strappers under pulled
bunny cycles

and, oo, a whipper of wounded blithe horses has to sparkle
inside a narrower of shouted swoon-eyes
and, la la, farrowers of routed moon-eyes have to cradle us
inside all dom daniel's icy spider-minds

*
"Davies?" says the voice
"Davies!" at once hissing and commenting,
"Davies! You must tell us about the War!
Why did they shoot you?
How exactly did you die?"

"Davies! Davies! Give us a sign!
Davies! Knock once if you deserted!"

Captive, we place our hands together as,
Pie-eyed and delirious, we squint

Beneath the candle dark

"Davies?" says the voice, "Davies?
Can you hear me love?"

And it is then that the knocking begins.
From far below us, somewhere whence
Nothing stems, a shocked rapping
Proceeds to galvanise us all
Into a fearful temper.

And the rapping grows stronger, and
The rapping reaches a coursing crescendo,
And the rapping thrums about the whole of us,
And the rapping causes us to clench our gathered hands
In a sweaty orgy of incandescent terror

*
when once i saw again the sweet sun in midday rain
then i overlooked a navy moon
la la, as stars fell on my bed, then i sensed sweet pain
come burdening buds with crosses
ah, i overturned grief as i sweated for voices

when once i saw again the sweet sun in midday rain
then i overlooked a sea of doom
for i have come to sunder now the dirt flowers under rain
and i have come again
into genoa and the green zion of the waterbead

ah, a gatherer of swirling seamen attend a salt-pub
ah, a swaggerer of whirling madams swings for Love
and a gabbler of nursery bees
gets grabbed from canaries; and a dead king's seed
must capture moths when cancerous butterflies
gasses geese with dead-end heart-cries

gutted goaties use hair for grills when godless hills
fall down from dizzy kangaroos

*
hasped goaties gash for flava-trash
rasped beauties mash for fever-trash
o, and a maiden milker feed mirror-trash
o-la, a femur in snapped marrow has to trash
all headbones and all bone-fleeces
and a dicky slam hurls drones at stone-pieces

hasped goaties gash for labile-ash
rapped bummies mash for finger-wax
o, as mailer of porn flashes under peckers then
nubile februs slaves will surely rob sex of friends
and a feaster under blueberry theatre
grinds dawn-tallows down to crashed dust

haspers, here and now, surround belts as pus
gets peeing from patented numb liquids: O, lust
gets spitting shit across bled btms and candles
and eyers heap now
for riders that speak to clouds
.
Uh

*
rapists underfire know nothing at all but
the evil exchanging of dogs with sluts
o faces, tomb-tigered, get shaved by
killer barbermen
and, once cidered, a shaven chapster
will come to in a martian hair-sky

and the damagers of headpieces define
the dicky salons when female scissor-wine
comes cuddling headed mien with tined
curriers of couplers and clippered beard-blinds
and eyers under cuttlers
will send sweeney breakers to hair-doctors?

AHHHHH MEN!!

*
Copyright JDB 26/06/2021

work-in-progress title: These Are the Ragged Boys
first draft poem then poem-song

these are the ragged men who dream of dead sleep
oh, these are the cold women who scream under wheat
these are the flashy features that float from out blood-heat
oh, these are the mallard days
oh, these are the smiles in graves

there are some pictures here that widen under lays
there are dud mixtures nearby
and, once cried, a sea of dreary eyes must send glades
to deformers of dead dreamy eerie wives:
o, once aside a daddy dale, men saw eyries in sky
come chanting a false mantra

these are the gabbard men who dream of dead sleep
these are the scabbard women who cream of heat

*
there are moany moronic daddies here whose headless bed
comes revolving like a false killer-bath
and, lo, where a manic mindist melts under craft then bed
will sunder drones with masks
o there are moany atomic dummies here whose waxed head
get shafted aside dollies
and a tweezy sneezer buddy gets led to huge hired brollies

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

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 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

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

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

*
tricklers who urinate down chinos must abuse beds with staffs
la la, ripplers who issue crowns
must share a sheared ear with a tea-town
la la, rippers under dun sounds must abuse heads with rafts
and, oo, we listen to wastegrounds when noosers of ear-path
come shovelling mashy mons vagina to knitty gals; and sound
get clamouring after actioners

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-rain

*
Chapel of Love, cathedraline weft of widow;
snapping as we snooze, the socket lover wails:
Xanadu, no paradise, just masturbation in a window:
sleeping under tundra, duvet thunder
Rails; rails as severed hammers bang in nailed masectomy,
bang and bang again, with lover's bed a
Moon away: sleeping under tundra, denuding duvet thunder,
Xanadu, no paradise, snores into
Decay.

Halo Heaven? then what for motile angels, what for cherubs, seraphs,
what for Victorian War?
No, less motile angels than strangeness being strangled;
less the child made holy than murder
On the moor. though we are sure, our hearts go out on empty,
though we are sure, our hearts
Run out of heat. though we are pure, pure as passion's enemy,
denuding duvet thunder, the
Angels' hearts don't beat...

*
and what about teasing tipplers? well, i dare not suffer
any obfuscated drink-cries
o, as mental moose-soaks dress drowners under eyes
then benders of cat-sleepers
don a devil from a natal reaper
and, la la, there is a venal tale to be told about lost tides;

there are busy slakers near who get used for murder
o,there are easy impalers near who
get carted across cardigans and nuclear tubes: ah, i
saw just last week, a darkener of a drunk woman
being violently stabbed to death
oh, what now for drugs but fans and gloves; La, sex

savours doomed deniers whose headless heart-wreck
appears valley-endeared to vaginal shit-wrecked
clipper minds
and a tale gets badly told about damagers of swine

Uh.

*
This is the song of Los, the Blakeian Apocalypt, rather, this is shit-dip,
the sheep demesne gone
Blind: world under world, the weal of sex is Shibbolith: sex is daughterback,
the nickle fish in
Brine. searching for passion when all is Pornograph:
Internet darling, can you tell me your
Name? Duvet Thunder?! God knows, the best is lumber:
all sex is spinal puncture, is
Pornosapphic shame.

Sleeping, always sleeping, doing our best to suffer,
doing our best to wash before our bodies
Foul: Eliot, Sweeney - coconut will constipate - best to have no children than
o wear an urban
Cowl. true, pure, sure, how hearts reach out forever;
each out across the void to find a
Wedded light! No, no marriage enters, just madness epicentre:
the young reach out for
Everything, reach out & touch the knife.

Denuding Duvet Thunder, sleeping insane forever,
reapwalking like a terrorist, parading death in
Love: no more, just screaming peeples, the pupils under seagulls,
scavengers, destroyers, haters;
Dementia in the bud.

Coming on hotly, red Woman earns her tampons,
coming on redly, womankind is owned by all:
Time was the girl of ages wrote love on molten pages;
ime was once all love, now the heat of Love must

Fall.

*
oodles of vacant mined noodles get flayed under lobbies
oodlers of salted chip-murals get seasoned with rabies
and a fluking puked fly gets swatted by
ferine female zippers; and a wader in kind uses eyes to
snap an eddied slapper across her murdered cunt-ooze

oodlers of patient spined scruples get whipped under blades
oodlers of sugared slip-candles get entreasoned by
ferine cannine lips which lead lovers to true joys where drays
come sharpening a vixen with a romantic squirrel's
easy nut-shades

once along a time, a masoner of milkies made way for fires
once along a mine, a digger for easy glades made way for
blenchers of cat-schools
and eyers, ground from stools, will see American sex-war
cumming through cool stools

and a peasy clampet naps for lady-livers whence whores
must dampen her sex-vest before peeing for paid gorse
and a damaging heart-nest grips to mass as melted sauce
comes sidling unto a vast planet on lost moon
Oh, a cocoa father will know everything as a fotal horse

rides to country sleep.

*
the campfires in demure grassy goosed heavens will
render rape as purely as glassy full-bearded ravens
O, as we weave cunny from nasty Nazi heels then gardens
may well come across lungers of evil glaucous and ungent
and a piercer under loss
must sink some fanny deep
O, campfires found unattended aside of god-wood seem
set alight by sealers of cremated flats; and a burner beams
deeply aside reelers whose funny bones ravel under deans

O, as daisy rumours race for rain then phantastic dreams
appear to Arimethea as eagle-pain preys across beans
O, we eat as we choke upon valved bake-bleeded cherry
and, invoked with occultist porn, a faceless chewer of berries
will have to foretell a sex-tale
and, once tales are told to the old and frail, citadels in Wales
get christened with easy milk
O, scotland and ireland and wales rule versification

*
Poetry and Science are very much the same
The dichotomy is the dead Void between?

*
Copyright JDB 27/06/2021

work-in-progress title: These Are Our Mallard Days
first draft poem then poem-song

these are our mallard days where we layer lots with cans
these are our cupboard days
and, o, where eyes shift, a dyer of claves comes using cans
to serve cold dead mucus to soupy drays
and, once kissed, faces under stews use a bed for wigwams
and, once pissed, chases under broods causes hands to ram
coded empty england

these are our naked days where we layer pots with islands
these are our sacred days
and, with heads crossed, our evil sense of loved has to jam
emptiness with gilded strays,
and a stupid wailing squirrel gets fed to glazed graves

and a dizzy bone-bed builds nests from whooped rams

*
these are our balast days where we layer pots with pans
these are our canoned days;
and easy cars drive all days as we flay cops with drams
o, a crippler of lies sends mazy bees to stung sleep: clams
come carrying dolters to palavers of bellers and sedans

these are our palace days where we layer cots with scram
o, these are the mean words we sing for
ah, and a father to dreams serve beans to coded wards
and, once tasted, a certifier of birds nooses toad-tors
with limitless lovers

and a bellied mind of covers cascades across wizards

*
the english ides with sent to caesar have to deify now
all bled worlds
o, impish wives send scent to Pisa; and we weep for crowds
o, skimped eyes, under Lent, drag hands for reaped clouds
and, star-slaved, thunderous hags
get glue-grabbed
and, sundering by, a sailor in a bag gets sailed aside labs

the english ides with sent to Caesar have to don mouths
and, oo, a naked plumed parrot gets starved as clowns
get shafted by filthy hired waters
and, underslaughtered, we weep for porters when daughters
come crying for labia

and icing lemon coaxers use sofas for liars as minds
shift until ideal hissy husbands drag dolts for red wynds

*
these are our mallard days where we layer mutts with faces
these are our mallus days where we lever nuts with aces
la la, as easy mad riders render air from fever
then a coated confuser suppers for knives where lovers
get scented under pillow
ahh a laden looper metes dogs to willows as mummas
hush and coo for de gallows

these are our pillar-days when we parade after stabbers
these are our milner-days when we raise hats to drabblers
O, a canon canteen, star-found under blades will
get scathering for umpteen car-drowners;
and huge ungent ivories loosen tarts as sounded cryers

get spended aside daddy juice and feline candy writhers
and, ah, as evil incest nooses jams then hiney killers
get scarring across nests; and waspish men raid mirrors.

*
oo as mummas hush and coo, then a deviller of darkness
comes shunning mystic screws
and, once ramming magic dudes, a weaver under dudes
must stitch hands to sleuths
oo as mummas hush and coo, then a reveller of sadness
comes gunning evil broods
and, once upon a bevel, a treetop had to send beds to
mated masted venus-nudes

these are our mallard days where we layer guts with laces
and, once belled by trade, a loosener of dizzy star-stasis
comes revelling till dragglers of murderers use cases
to capture and close rosettes aside crowed eye-aces
and a rider of lost clothes
must surrender bossed toads to veinous applers; Oh,
eaters of xmas-easter renders pharoahs dead as odes

*
when mitching after de Thames, i saw a river aside my mirrors
come shafting picks with dens
la la, as itching lost men, is used a lover for loud lies as hens
got sundering across herons,
and a widener under cracked demons used a sac to season
horrid helen with spastic sky-sirens

these are our mallard days where we feed from huge cagers
o, a latent mind-whore nooses sweet hair to fascist raiders
o, a patent spined whore star-fuses
udderers to dined claws; and an easy father mystifies ruses
with amonites and wood-louse-cruises

when mitching after de Thames, is saw a writher aside my fingers
come crafting lips from cunt-friends
la la, a crapping slit gets gutted; and a holy hedon aside gingers
gets lazing inside bolted primal sun;
and a parental wife vaults evil guns when fathering bison rend

godly ghosts from claw-bedded hymen-ended beered fixes

*
these are our mallard days where i we get laid by bridges
la la, a scented mind of clay
must couple pigs with plague when a city under midges
comes showering hands with blades
and a swooner, canned, comes scattering blonde ridges
across incesters
and weevilers use us for suck as insects under hedges
cut cut away from incenders

these are our mallard days where we get laid by cabbage
la la, these are our vegetable days
and, once moistened, a kid who hits feeds must use clay
to sunder loopers with coastal wave-caved
mystical cisterns

when mitching bled bad boys arose from female toys
then a keeper of sad red overjoyed evil female ploys
get trapped in a closed city-heart
oh, a naked splayer whose lady-carts guts decoys
must arrive back home to find a blinder of farts
come chairing chokey cherry-air with rendered prisons;

and a naked father-flava must send dolls to sleep

*
oh as we scatter sweetening barren seed across a yellowed earth
we cherish dead J christs
oh as we scutter, then we weep from a stairwell: oo, blue birth
comes rendering kids as dead as mice
and, once along a mind, a fatal hedon came raping jay-light
with midnight men aside scratchers; and eyers under night
come spending purses with baptismal hearses; and christs
cretinise never-ending faces
and a lender of befriending spaces tend to lip, and stasis
will hereby get storm-buried

oh as scatter sweetening barren weed across a fallowed earth
then falconers, car-ravened, come sleeving under surf
and a bold-bedded ariel stinger dresses soap under bearths
then floaters of funny mary-ringers
come shuddering when a daddy under gingers cuts stringers
with cunny quoits and dirtyers

oh as we scatter sweetening barren seed across a fellowed skirt
comes showering fists with knicker-spurts
and a dizzy damager of pigs gets sent to de cross as hurt
abuses loud limbs with flashed feathers; and odes to xmas must
surrender books to bubblers

*
the easy easellers whose bald paintings use drapes for oil-flowers
must loosen lob-losers with feinted brush-broods,
and a headless puker gets ribbed aside crust as sainted sleuths
come darting under pecky pine-petrolled lunar strips;
and failures afixed to walls widen for fatal fotal trips
and razors, snipped, haul hedons from navellers; and bled ships
will uncover a crazy cocoa-sun
and a ladener of mazy egg-cum leaps across guns

the easy easellers whose scrawlers canvas-taint leaded flowers
must, here and now aside this belled crowd, neon towellers
will come to heed gassy statues
and we will come just like candles as we sunder bed-tissue
with vowers of dust and bleeded mind-screws

oh as scatter swift seed against scuttering stairwells as prudes
get cunt-rinsing disablers with naked nuclear moon-cells
and a barker whose fablers close fated odes to dune-dells
will siren forevermore

uhh

*
the easy mind-oozer whose blood metal burns all clouds
will hereby rend juicers with heart-dettol
ah, and casements drop aside dark petals
and, once swarmed, rock in the park uses petrels to
moon-sew hexers with dairied hirsute suns: Oh, shrouds
get wasped against a fused crowd
and, burr-bitten, bakers of crude towns drink to menstrual
ashen waxworking widows
and window-men will supper after knives

the easy heart-napper whose bleeded mentalis storms clouds
will hereby sunder jaffy summers with madam macadam
la la, easy fart-fathers get gouged as a furtive sky of edams
la la, dizzy harp-cuttlers get ocean-cleansed
aside navellers and easy cum-pets
and, once screwed, apers of gun-jets send hens to
piggy pulleyed cunt-kecks
and once along a lost mind, shit-wrecks sail for de blues
and blinding burner-countries
will hereby feed from kink-pantries

oh as we scatter nuclear snoods then we get scuttered from
interalining jazzy stairwells
oh as we shatter fatalists, then we appear wrenched in guns
and a focal faceless star-cell
may well foreignise a new sound that dances under wells;
and we murder the tawny snake inside a leopard cell
and, oo, a fuhrer who dreams of eyes

must widen until buzzy screams get screened by brides
and a shatterer of busy seams notes weird scenes when sky
gets dollied by flirty skirty pinky plum-prides

*
the massive car-cardiacs that creel under slaughterers
gets hereby rended from rat-fat
la la, grey flaccid starry kodak uses rats for hot Numbers
and a dizzy dairy fire
comes scudding across milks where a creamer uses tyres
to model massive sky-silk with scarers of easy head-pyres
and a daddy mill causes flowed wheat to flower
aside kneelers who force cowed meat to sunder bats

once across a crisscrossed mind, a digital bald cove wraps
dunny larders inside cortal wine
la la, a damager of cries tyrannise foetal vines when caps
get force-fed to pulley-pies
and, O, as sauce-slippers cause janglers to cease vines
then a bleeder of decorous demure slats
get ladening gob with instaneous belly-traps

and a nudist who dresses in the dark will forever snap
mind-milks from sirenisers of closed hearts and sapped
headpiecing daisy closed pap
Uh, idolisers in crazy clothes fuses tacs to dead crap
and jeery boy-men give plaudits to nooses

oceans of porridge plastic drag devil-guns for sewers
la, seas of lightened mastics drag devil-suns for skewers
and, o, when once sadness under hags abuses screwers
then baiters of cunts come sundering rags with fuses
and we interfuse Hector with Hermes when coded nooses
come star-hanging grans from tie-dyed grand daddies
la la, a nothern eye-glans stuns slides with aged bodies

Lah.

*
and, from underneath my revolving bath, menkind caresses
a mad and miraculous sea of soaped tresses
and a crested mind-wabe models masses from sleek dresses
and a labile city skein
gets crappled by ghost-rain
and, from underneath my revolving bath, girlkind cuts kisses
from dummy guns whose shooter of the keen cock hisses
and doomy deniers, cell-wound,
comes crying in a sea of rooms
and meddlers, massed, munch upon pruned bobby-boons

la, i have seen the city dead come giving red head to a
blooded mission-father
la, i have seized the city's bread
la, i have seized a neon weal-wedge from buried larders
and, once across a mad mind,
me and madam mentalis will skirt for gardened cunt-vines
and, oo, a carnal caned canal gets stiffening for
reapers of mummy cloths and wounding pled sky-wards

*
cool poetry and cruel science are much the same
the softening difference is the mad Void inbetween?

*
Copyright JDB 31/06/2021

work-in-progress title: O These Are the Cafeteria Days
1st draft poem then poem-song

o these are the cafeteria days when food gets crushed
o these are the eaten days when wine gets mushed
and, once upon a fed town, a bulimic city gets sloshed
aside blue towers and baked thorns

o a dad seen at starving seas must rend beds from storms
and, once dragged from trees, wood foods will
come crying after toasted crow
o once aside a forked knife, a crowd of hot hills will

scatter coke and cheese cakes across chewers on hills

*
o these are the sacred eateries where we chomped on skate
o these are the sordid eateries where we chewed on snake
and, as ashes writhe, an oven air stews soft hake
and, oo, a locum in hands serves piped food to drakes

o these are the sacred eateries where we spunked on pates
o these are the sisters to anorexic mysteries
and, once across a starved mind, weepers on lost plates
come crusading after painters of fruiters and sweet rapes

*
these are our mallard days where we don cooker-caps
these are our steward days
and, once where father prays, a heater of ices use paps
to sunder sodas with claves
and, eyed, even head-slaves will pepper christ with traps

o these are our restaurant days where foods get scrapped
o these are our birdy days where winged kecks get
slain under dirt kedgeree and kangaroo; and tuna treks
supper after the nappers and knives of a mood.

these are our naked mind-days where we spin blue fat
across amazing schizophonic microwaves; and fat cats
weep for bast the great
lo, we weep for sweet drapes when remnants in state

carry keen curries where deaths drop down from slate

*
these are our cabin days where we layer salts with eyes
these are our rapid days where we curry smaltz
and, once across a grave, buried hair made dogs cry
and, once aside a slave, cherry-chairs found cold skies
come slavering aside naked choking sea-sounds

o these are the skinning tummies of a dead head made
heated by flusterers and fascinated dummies; and
odes to blades must rend heads from mummies
o, a blinded lemon ochre hisses
o, a grinded melon ogre kisses gals as chokers ram
fairy thumbs down dazzlers

these are our cabin days where we layer salts with ides
ah, these are our bobbin days
and, once upon a soft grave, a tale of drays used eyes
to render blue money old as fast diets

*
o aside the invectories of scrummy red-heads will hereby
collide beds with grey daddies
o aside the impy factories in studies, red-heads will hereby
jack to a gaoled beat
and, once locked, a sea of skin rasps across family
and a focal sky-shop uses eyes for clasps
and, la la, eyers of rot nooses wives with easy masks

o aside the invectories of scrummy dead-beds will hereby
collide lead with fay mammies
o a bud at sea uses hands for porn as leaders of soft spies
come drowning dogs inside babbies
and an ocean under coats wades across red druggies

o, once upon a soft mind, we weep for gulls then die.

*
the riders of a sad writhed country will extend hands to hides
o, scathers of mad nuked heart-counties
will serenade dirt and lead a dog to comedies
la la, sad creators of bed raggle after maladies when wives
get shattering across blown fables and blonde memories

the riders of a sad scryed body-beat will extend hands to hives
o, cryers of sad puked cock-cabbies
will use de knowledge for sop as a rapist under dairies
come scattering beads aside a blind earth

o, once along a mad mind, cherishers of birth use aviaries
to slam a doctored spine under bled bands and factories
and, sundering for wine, thunder rends rams with surf
and tidal spoons get sucked from waxworks
and evil rooms get fucked with clockworks; and

where a dizzy scream gets jammed, then grey islands
get scraped with kecks; and odes to gems will expand us
across miracle sky
and a baby inside tides must render dogs as dead as dust

*
coming under drawn spades, a draggler of demons uses sheds to
hide a killer moon
o, slamming porn, raiders of Mars use flavas to summon roofs
and, once enwombed, a maggot in screws uses sirens for hoofs
and, rendered dead, ivories under ebony sleuths
get sent to easy riders of dukedoms and pompidores; and noon
gets fed to slavers

coming under drawn spades, a raggler of serums uses beds to
grind a river moon
o, ramming gloom, prisers in cars use razors to summon runes
o, damming dunes, killers in bars use labia to suck across rhuem,
and a dogdayed wicked river
comes shying across fay liver

as a daddy donkey boy gets scissored, then a fotal sea-shiver
must sunder cakes with soft slivers
and, under crepes, a sweetener of panny pissers must use ice
to season baby-rice
and, oo, as diced tree-mice get trapped then sun-cooked, life
must arrive back home to find plates awaiting

riders of roman baskets; and romancers get fed to easy christs

*
once sliding aside spind sin, a layer of looseners will use rites
to surrender wives to spun star-winds
o a rider of eyes will suck upon brine as a bodice under lime
gets sauced with lady canteens,
and a hollowed mind moon must scatter scuffers across timed
body cock

o, a dizzy dived bedhead messes with ratters where grey rock
comes crying after venal heart-shops
and a renal flower comes espying for cardial cyclops; and crimes
come carrying carpy suicides to fatal nuked hearts:
and men fall from barblers when a focal puler marks
a dizzy dev in a bible-craft

once sliding aside spind skins, layers of naked farts use mikes to
pummel pled noise with gyms
and a tawny poled soul pogos after limbs when fascinating sleuths
get shuddering under lost hymns
and we widen into crisscrossing limbs as fountains under nudes
come showering hens with cruisng heart-sins

Uh a bodier of braclets bends ringlets where a dizzy devil-din
comes snappering for a city's remits
and fatherers to whispering babby sea-clits cut a coded lip
from bluesers of whimpering rubied god-trips
and a sainter of skimperers drips a feed with evil heart-tits

*
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 use 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

*
o these are our cafeteria days
o these are our diners under trays; and, o, as faceless kids
come rocking at meals nextdoor, then bruising sex-squids
get beheaded
o these are our cafeteria days
o these are tv dinners under braids; and the arches of pigs
come oinking when scatterers use grunters for green figs
o these are our cafe-schismed midnights
o these are our burgered chip-prisons; and feverfew digs
after slashers of deep mines where weird scenes use rigs
to splatter odd gassed coal-gold with wedded whips
o these are our cafeteria days
ooo and an ashen heart-grave sunders fondlers with writs
ooo and a weeper of a mind-nave
comes coupling green genoas inside
rotators of revolving baths and chicken-dizzy easy minds

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.

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.

*
and if we ever entertain a blue demise then
solid foods may well get stripped of its feeds when
vacant voidless vegetates move sex to tears
and, diced under pleasure, a robin-horse sears men
with disjointed blood-anointing greyers
and if we ever entertain a red disguise, then women
must surely suck on tar-bread

the easy wheezer of an imbecile throat beaver must
ascend to keen deaths; and coda stoats use ant-lust
to cherish dabblers of meths and sofas
and, oo, dread meths under cocoas use sun-pus
to shelter fanniers aside thunder
and, made-up from necks, a Digital Audio deck
transmits a bloodied radio to evil tunda
and we broadcast all birthdays
and we broadcast all holidays.

*
the tenets of ebbing rainclouds dip trowels underground
o-la, as easy seizing brain-fowl rip cowls then seasounds
will hereby slant an asp across a grass snake
oo, a gal at sea plants her head in hospital crash as towns
get rented to poesy and her versiftying seed-drake

the tenets of ebbing rainclouds dip towels under crowns
o-la, as easy heaving mind-growls listen to snake radio
then a daddy town will guide pobs to impossible meadows;
and i will let deify the very cusp of a woman's back
and i will let terrify the utmost crush of a raven's mac

and brooding naked bed-posts delimit growl rodeos with
atomised automatic feather-wards,
and, Mars-depending, planes of dawgs yap at heaven
and, star-deafening, trains under drop de gap across grids

*
i can only imagine that lightning formed on the moon
la la, i must imagine that loud cats
were fawned inside a sand dune;
and i will understand just how mad kids use rats to
capture evil oceans

i can only imagine that dying fallen minds use de moon
to snicker-snacker across bellers of vines
oo, a statue under fire will forever move dukedom to
a saddening poignant space where all crones
swing across bruisers of pentacles and magic moans

the eldberry radio is ringing
the gooseberry radio is grinning; and odd bones
must seize samphires from skinning knee-drones
la la, a ghastly lime God Ghost must
sentinelise the grime of grinning hosts
and, when once spined, a spinning throne may well
set the sun alight

*
the seven zillion alien stars made aware to eaten Mars
will, crunched, give bars to jade
and, oo, the green Zion of the waterbead dons scathed
scratchy milk minded shiver-slayed
creamy, giddy godly angel genoa; and ideal sex scars
come scarpering from veined tea-towns
and, bounced, all earths seen inside spaced skies
will wilt and wither quite away now

and a massive car-killer gets greased by grape-eyes.

*
Copyright JDB 01/07/2021

work-in-progress title: C/O Easy Mad Mummy Drink?
first draft poem then poem-song

the giddy gourami stink of a kissing lovebird hustles to a dead beat
la la, easy mad mummy drink
gets led to waste-wine; and a ginny shrink sunders mussels with meat
o-la, a tasty pastry smile uses rinks to cause loved skates
to render menkind swift as heart-thieves

and, oo, once along a mad mind, mad scenes seen in mines use
daddy freights for giddy bad times
and a mammy whore appears swined under swingers of green fused
genoas; and de green zions of de waterbead
come shivering

*
the fizzy gourami brink of kissing minnowers must rend tvs with sleep
la la, easy sad daddy lynxes use cat-accusers for lost men
and, oo, a burstive blue granary causes breaded bruisers to send sleep
to easy body-packs
and a kiddy foal-rack attracts bone to saps as a lily aside deep wheat
shave green ravens from public sex-wigs

the fizzy gouramis blink of a peeing wiveners must rend radio with a
coverlet of dirty porn casements
and a queasy whale-eye gets popped by ocean-pavements; O, cars
will cruise across titty silk
La, carded moss will use milks to render punishers cold as river-stars

*
the fizzy gouramic feeder of hipped feeds will drag dogs for waters
o, a dizzy moony mummy gets us wounded with embalmers where
cataclisms of eyers let old dust appear grounded
o, a lizard sky-dummy drops lust down treacles as brimstone hairs
come scattering stilled urine-life across Downs
and a dada on a city-lake appears crossed under bitten ear-hairs

o fizzy gourami reapers get gusted up stickled claves when prayers
appear cloud-strangled by bodiers of boners and dirtying lairs
ah, a damager, tangled, heals death with use of de devil; and stairs
lead carpal tunnellers to reeled breath; and candifiers dream of ground
and a latent pusher of dead pussy appear sweated down

*
fizzy affixers of fishy fanny offices accuse papers of killing ink-pens
la la, easy riders, writhed, doctor poxes with rapiers
la la, easy dad-drivers sunder dammy coppices when illing pig-dens
get sundering under belly-bone
la la, easy prisers abuse telly-tones
la la, peasy liars use a tawny stone for a weekend weapon as gems
come colluding with genoas as de green zion of de waterbead
renders rooters under bleeders of easy chrome

fizzy affixers of dishy dames offer buds to hit blood; o, dead zen
comes crying for female genius;
and a doll in a claw gets delimited by dirtying harnesses
and a veg on a bed groans all night long when killers of genius
appear splayed and fed to cornices:
O-la, a disappearing head nooses deniers with aged penises

*
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

*
whence chickers clip hot whiskers, then blorters under film-features
will hereby widen woollen fingers with gabby gingerers
and, once diced, ashen killers may well slice a ruby from mirrors
and, once spliced, ashen rivers may well prise a bodice from mingers
o, a daffy goofy smell smatters clay-cells
underneath genoan eyes that peek as they leer aside easy peered bells
and a damager of dives appears wrapped under cells
and a scurrier, god-dried, endears slapped umber beneath bluebells

the feathering fists of drivers sears trapistes from sunday-gills as
easy clashed cars rob writhers of smitten ear-guns
and, once slaved to gob, a yearling's driven eye-gun heats glass
across gooblers of blood
and, oo, weavers whip god's feed as christs appear lost to glass
and, oo, heavers hit christ's seed as heavenly tears appear clasped
to de fathering worm and red clister sisters

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..

*
the fascinating fondlers of filthy bird-bums drop lovely choruses aside
blowers of dragglers and dizzy world-guns
la la, scutterers of seizures find gal-scum easing hands under suicides
and, o, bled minds under blisters don cum
and, o, bled bed-beliefs sunder sippers with occidental mind-mums
and, o, red head-chiefs sunder slippers with accidental olfactories

blue procrastinating fingers ease thumbs into clothes as dirtied eyes
appear sun-pearled across lippers
blue demeaning eating pissers ease lungs into robes as dirtied scribes
sea-murder a sweetening ocean clitoris with feline familial heart-brides
and, once along a mind, grey potions ribbed ferine decantive wives
with splayers of wraithed city lotions

Uh, we weedle after bait as dizzy oceans come tumbling inside tides

*
star quakers, made easy, come swallowing stella meat
spar shapers, drowned, come hallowing grey stella sleep
and, once sun-crowned, guns appear shot aside lud heat
and, o, gun-gowned, mums appear lost on suicide bridge
la la la, eaters of sunday easter drag de cross for vermin
la la la, reelers of monday christmas drag crashing ermine
aside a blower of a blue-sympathetic loony star-dream

blue defaming killers arise from viscous easy car-screams
bending moon-veining riders
appear bled from death as deckers sink tyres into screens,
la la, a burning city's neck loosens pink fires
la la, a dunny babby wreck loses shrink fires to canteens;
and we have seen arise the sistering worm
and we have seen lives rendering whispering sperm from
dicky trickly female germ genoa

star-quakers, made easy, come swallowing stella wheat
car-capers, drowned for lungs, will heighten river meat
with caners of Downs
and riders on fast rain get writing on corn as hot sleep
gets finished with bled kecks
Lo, once along a mind, we wedded drips to lud heat
Lo, once along a spine, we shredded slits under cloud

the easterly arising tears we get gathering will cus us
the westerly arising years we get travelling will stop us

Dead!!

Uhhhh.

*
this side of the noose, a delicate dreamer of deaths in mad life
come sistering flame with rigid giblet-greasers
o this side of de goose, a dedicated reamer uses deaths for fifes
and a bud at sea drops lager around the city-town
and a lud at sea slops fever around a drunken sky-clown;
and a dresser of bees fingers deep ground with spy-clowns
o, this side of de noose, a delicate killer screams as sad christs
seize a Numberer of loot from causal tears; and a netted sound
hisses for la mumblers
and a hill seen inside thunder gets stripped from howlarounds.

these are our cortal days that bleed good nights dry; Oh, fazers
hip to a turgid grave that heaps seed across breast-pipes
and a hen-risen lay
gets sharpening as tea-trade washes cock in de milk-boiling
and, oo, the flowing of a nave swashes rockers aside moiling
babby statues
and, once across virtues, a cruel breast-lifting body pike
stabbed a sausage candles deep down inside weevil dykes

this side of the dead, a fatal cocoon gets shuddering for mikes
this side of love's head, a fatal cartoon gets animating wiped
cruel purpled pissed robot heights
and granular angular halls dreamt of mites as holy cats
came preening kitten blood with haloes; and tigron cats
must live now forever

uh, a pistoller of puller-pop sinks shits aside lippy lit
uh, a deriver of dullard slop sinks slits aside clitty clips,
and, o, when riders of cops drink to fished wives, strips get
surfacing from sealed river-dens
and weepers sweep reels across killer gems
and de green zions of de waterbeads use genoas for hens

La La La

*
Halo Heaven? then what for motile angels, what for cherubs, seraphs,
what for Victorian War?
No, less motile angels than strangeness being strangled;
less the child made holy than murder
On the moor. though we are sure, our hearts go out on empty,
though we are sure, our hearts
Run out of heat. though we are pure, pure as passion's enemy,
denuding duvet thunder, the
Angels' hearts don't beat.

Demnos, cloven bastard, barterer in God's linen,
cut from cord at centre, umbilical kings die by.
Time was the proof lay in schemes of Lenin, now, cut cord at centre,
the schemes lie in the sky.
Summing up summer from a sickling enemy,
doing our buttmost to drive away the Lord, no
Man is the all of us, the cemetery core of us, the sickla, the Hitler,
the Samson in the gorge.

Duvet thunder, what brought night so dear to us?
where in the bed did death of light
Revere? what for the best of us, the alabastic breast of us;
what for the serpent, the breaker of
The spheres? duvet thunder, what brought night so near to us?
where in phallic latency does
Our humour lie? what for the grave in us, the orthodoxic gay in us;
what for the forsaker, the
Maker in the eye?

*
the shredded sunken trip of a dolly breaker has to
shend spind sun-trips to evil daddy bakers
o a leaded car-can cuts devil shampy from tailors
and, once star-slammed, ideal candles use shakers
to swirl perty pretty diamate aside drugs and factories

the shredded drunken kits of a dolly burster has to
astonish eagle silence with lippers of mummy gas; oo,
a dawdler aside violence uses slippers to clad glass
and, once upon a bed, cakey curates use naves for gas

and a ladeller of ship-modellers sink guns in cemeteries
and a ladener of shit-marlblers stink after granaries
oo a carotene bedshirt lifts sex-pinks with bad diaries
and, woven for sweet hurt, rex-wrinklers use sad apiaries
to force birded bladder-bees to render death from

eyers of magnesium rotors and haloed helio flowers.

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

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 FINITO!!

work-in-progress title: These Are my Vaunted Venal World-Rides
first draft poem then poem-song

these are my vaunted venal world-rides i make my very own
la, a star under taunted renal girl-skies
hereby gets snapped,
and these are my vaunted earthed eyes i make my very own
la, a car under haunted vernal mad lives
will come chanting at love's heels

these are my skinned vaguaries when a picture of a bone gets
sifted under blind fingers
and, o, as papery pullers accuse hens of laying live young
and, o, when peppery killers abuse gems
then a dodger at death's mirror will rend coded egg-guns

*
uh, a pistoller of dullards gets shot to death; O, a balded wife
comes shouting across lost sex
and, la, as faces change, then madam macadam will use light
to sunder shields with deaths
o, a pusher of fields yields bells to bed-mesh
o, a dreamer of wheels yields cells to head-nets; and night
must derange bled rain with wrecks

uh, a pistoller of dullards gets shot to death; O, a bled christ
gets thundering aside boned lips
and, once shoved, bridal stoned lips raises dirt from mice
oo, a colonice stove will cook lost bread till deaths seem nice
and a breaker, run right through, will serve a deck to grey lice

*
these are my vaunted eagle skies where ides get led to tithe-tides
la la, an opener of taunted evil slides
appear fed to cruel cookers; and, o, a laden wife will use eyes
to serry lost graves with wild drives
and weepers get taunted with a child
and creepers get cunted by children; and eyers arise for lies

uh, a pistoller of bollards gets softening aside kodak dives
uh, a red rivering star-car gets issuing lies to camera cries
la la, a bended roof gets scattered
la la, a rended noose gets scuttering where cable-tribes
cover tasters with easy tonguing bride bribes
o these are my vaunted eagle skies where ides get fed to wide

digital breathing broad-bands; and looseners loosen spies.

*
these are my tainted teasy teener trades where i use a blender
to shatter liqueous beer-beads
o, here and now, i don mead when raves suffer for splendour
la, a dizzy dragglers gets heaved from
greyers of goose-gears; and a mad fawn defaces de red sun
la la, easy eyers of queasy bed-lays will hereby utilise drums
to shoot fruit pies

these are my vaunted seagull skies where i snap bread from
milky communal chewing-gum
and a bubbler on a mumbler's head comes crying for suns
and, o, as riddlers under gunning red lungs
a shouter of deluding cock will summon biss with thumbs.

*
the modellers of sweet clay hisses for cat-heat as felinity
comes commanding beds with families
o, a cocking remanding head uses melodies to dock a
demander after flowers and fuses
la la, a gal in fever showers sand with necklaces
o, a rocking remanding rocked shed sinks trees inside a
blonded riding hair-factory

the modellers of sweet day kiss de lippy of felicity
ah, as mindless hours atomise dairies, then old cities
must surely swell up for god Aaron
ah, as trendless towers fail, then emptiness under eyries
will come shuddering when Charon uses a motorboat
to lead deniers to soupy heavenly chopped Hell; Oh, as
easterly arousing green spitters feed hops to bells
a damager of diamante rocks surmisals when crash
sinks a fatal drip inside an adult baby

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 crows

dilators of decorous dizziness appears plucked like sloes
dictators, flexed, fantail across sex prayer as spiked troves
achieve a blown bench from a scullery
and, loosening, dense guns rifle after bulletting canaries
and, oo, the queen's dead canary feeds veins to granaries
and, oo, a dreamer of family stains eyes with monkeries

these retrograde father-days pass through time when toes
appear leg-cut from lost wrists and held heels; and, O, Rhodes
causes sex to arrive under drowning ingenious Venice;
and rookers of lives enlarge dogs with an easter-menace
and, la la, a buncher of hard gods will send fish to slowed
babby lovage

and a sainted detailer of dirtyers dream across lady stoves
and a painted reviler grasp to hurtlers when daddies close
a deepening green alleyway with renders of rubies in robes

*
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
and a slickening tree-crowd will punch cold england when
dancers to fatal germous thrills will shroud evenings in henna
o, an indian whorlpool fills rills with clouds then mana
ascends dairy chains to wild heaven; and easy heart-grammar
uses headpieces for dolorous gob-treason

these retrograde mother-days use slenderous bait for mamma
these fizzing lover-naves sink navels under deadliness; Oh, curd
gets spreaded across easel-cakes
and, once lopped, a rider along stakes gives reptiles to birds
and, once chopped, a driver along snakes gives gills to nerved
gabby parlatans

what with biscuits in the cistern and silk-lips down the u-bend
i will learn, here and now, about fevers and drooling sky-hens
and, la la, a stationary flipper under liver rams oozing sky-stems
and, la la, a faceless family fixer sunder drams with spiral-sins
and sindlers, misshaped, forces fuellers to van kids with limbs

these retrograde mamma-days use sinuous lakes for townsides
these hissing ice-leaded mind-graze uses conical tors for eyes
and a budder under breaded grime uses manacles for sad slides
Oh, once across thunder, i oversaw kisses ramming mad prides

Uh they told me of rods when i was all too fucking young
Uh they told me of cones when i was all too blind to run: Oh,
deepeners dash odd droners aside light meats where filmed dough
spends to murderous excess upon midnight gals and deaths.

and a slider shoots marks with shitters where a daffy mirror
comes hooting vain visions
and a crouching train arises from treason as a faking licker
gets stall-stabbed
and a routing skein arises from peacedom
La La La: as heroic vices drink to women then fast pickers
will come shovelling dives with grey gum

snapper dolts from fires
and a daddy mare nestles pyres under spires when grey blues
use hurtlers for sonnies

*
the dabblers of mind-lung science must use skullers for sloanes
the raggers of heart-lung science must
hereby annoy the sun's lunge; o, once where veering lust-combs
get withering hills with flowers
then a micker of mickle men get nested across maggot dromes
and a sizzler in pitch dark get dining on eyeless fish-n-chips
and a riddler in a bitch-park get whining after
evil vineyard snails

the dabblers of mind-lung compliance must use dealers for bones
the rapplers of fart-gun compliance must
star-screen a lunar scream with beakers; O, fardellers use tusks
to sink a killer candle in an animal-hater's cunt-groan
and as we live for wildlife then we may love real life forever

dapplers underwaterfall din across de crossbelled town and
eaters of razor-herons will serve food to one zillion farms, and
when once a bled tale is told
then a bunk in blood sails uses ship-gas to summon de old
and, la la, once along a vale, a bore-headed dale-shire-soul
went washing murder fists aside bloodied Ilkley Moor.

*
o as i espy spiny ovaries clambering over youths in need
then i arrive back homeward to discover vaulted dick-dweebs
come rendoring darksome death from cagy killer kings; Oh,
wicked windows on a huge hinged rape-earth
comes conoodling under sewers as human waste uses birth
to sermonise daddy slavers
with blowers of blathering vicing versing heart-plaiders

and pocketing belled lovers layer lime-shoots with tailors
and, revering celled mammas, leotards under soft mailers
wander through tarot and juice-up arcanas and gold snap;
and, la la, we weep after lammers of posh failures
and, o-la, we sleep after drammers of slosh-soaped paps
and, stinking, wide wheat wallows under mind-mire; O, caps
get abused by rapine gals

Uh, a cocoa moon will serve a moon vixen to shadowers when
fathering carp-stricken harp-dazzlings
hip to a loud mind-beat: and weezers summon cabs from opened
bugging yellow taxis.

*
NE'ER MIND re. The End..

'The Mindist, he awoke before the dawn and then he rode the narrow thoughts of gloom
And then he rode the halls of wicked Spain
And then he looked around
And he killed god's son...'

This is my mind, do not be unkind This is my mind, this you will find...
I said: 'Jesus, You are crucified one billion times You must go blind!
And ev'ry word I've said is sane. No need to fear the flailing brain.
There is no vacant room here for christ's feinted reign
No woman here might purge my pain.
& I'll never see into the eyes of the untamed.....
Lost in the mind, with things we cannot feel, and all the things we do must break on through:
All the things we do must break on through (Why hear the shallow schemes men prove?)
Can you see what god has done by blotting out the midday sun?
A snakehead is calling us, a snakehead is calling us!!!!!!!!!!
My mind is filled with strange refrains No need to say sad words again,
Medusa, where you taking us?
No safety nor surprise again. The words I speak are taught by men
Who reign on stars estranged from earth by their yellow scars of birth.
Athena rides the thoughts we played when we was very young
& the moon is white and far away (No need for dreams that do not pay?!)
This Paraclete is untouched by Medusa's foreplay.
No safety or surprise again?
I'll never see into your serpent eyes again.

No need to know the words men say nor hold our hands in strange display...
The world still spins, from Day-to-Day.

*
heaping mud hooters tinker sex from haven
leering blood shooters stink aside gold heaven
o, a tearing pleb signalises wide souls in evening
o, a spearing bed revolves across grey darjeeling
and a boat in the sun gets floated aside
irridescent spind sin; and pelican seasands use
damsellers for skin-roots
and about a story-tailor, i shall read erse to dudes

healing as pain rears, soddenisers of valva butter
comes searing diners with eaten darkness
o, evenings on the edge, a parent to parrot-sputter
endears petrels with riders of shrill rilks and fever
ah, a spearing pig spins shysters across manx-divas
ah, a pealing kid swims as holy parents sing for Leda

Uh.

THE END..

*
04/07/2021

work-in-progress title: The Dining Rods of An Angular Feeding Room
1st draft poem then poem-song

the dining rods of an angular feeding room rend ropes from lissom
la la, whining gods use failure for ceilings,
and a babby under sods abuse nature; and, o, as evil cat-killers boom
then easy windows must grind like a whore
la la, easily varnished heart-pens drag dolts for wards when livers swoon
across crucifiers and bobby dens

the spining bods of triangular reelings rend soap from killer lessons
la la, rhyming dogs, made from dreaming, send dope to river-missions,
and, oo, where a daddy sires suns then elderly soaks use eyes to
suck loud noise from angelled visions,
and a damager of drums gets rendered from hands and feet: O, screws
get locked out

uh.

*
these are my reaming days where i lay love's clay body down
these are my screaming days
o, as gannets grind, then taunted petrels drag graves for gowns,
and a baby gone mind-blind decays
and a lady gone soul-blind eats blades

these are my reaming days where i lay god's raised body down
and these are the dreamers who use plaids
to sunder bibs with hanged blue feuds; and ideal trades resound
and a dolly blaster slams nude dudes under blended sea-sounds
and a daddy mien gets murdered

uh.

*
the dining rods of an angular cafeteria have to feed the sands,
oh, as eaters of xmas easter raise robes from mead Downs then
one zillion dreamers in a naked restaurant appear polished
la la, dining gods raid samplers of dust as a city under vaunts
comes sundering feed with sea-harnesses
ah, we may well drag droplets for crazy hands

o, a daddy rose has to kiss brine where a handler of cunt
hips to a jacked beat
o, a mammy rose has to cook wine;
and, laced to crows, a casher of vines appears fed to junk
and, la la, eyers jostle
and, o-la, cryers tussle
and a ghost in rivers muscles after cremative easy spunk

Uh.

*
the winding easy flyways where i shaped my body-car
hisses aside a road-grave
la la, hissers under mind-claves enslave minds with Mars
and a mental scissor uses cock-clays to render stars as
old in fatal mouth as a massive tangerine
la la, cockers of dizzy sky-trade sink a cockerel under
leaders of lissoms and coded mod latrines

o, a daddy head-rose has to bake spines as thunder
gets sundering clever cocoas with panny pled Numbers;
and an easy wild cheese-waiter
arrives under smiles where a crocker of pelters slumbers
underneath caverns and green glassrooms
and, oo, a laden craven jam sink haloes under fingers

uh.

*
heroics under plucked pockets design beds from mines
la la, pealed plunderers, dumb, assign bread to swine
la la, easy robed dreamers
hit to a jacked beat where evil arisers of rivers use wine
to soften all dead hearts

heroics under sucked soffits design heads from disease
la la, pealed star-comers, dunged, assign lead to unease
and a red sonar heart gets gummed to limes
and a bled sofa-cart gets gunned down: O, crimes
send holders of hearts to dizzy cardigans as

diggers of dolted baby bleeds dress heads in glass
and a rotator, made easy, reads death to naked grass
o, a damager of jade appears
rendered dead by oven-spheres; and local fotal tears
get whipped till ponies disappear

forever.

uh.

*
while featuring in fast screens, a deviller of nonexistent lady Satan
caresses necklaces
o, easy sundering vast dreams abuse revellers when dying natrons
come espying dogs with cases
and, once dried, a god in braces comes scurrying inside faces
and, la la, a tidal vault gets dragged from killed sweet-eyed stasis

diggers of dolted babby get shafted under evil penis-bolts where
a pamperer of bolted laddies
appear rendering blown daffies from daffodils and skinned hair;
O, once across a blind mind, heated hurtlers ram candy chairs
and looseners of dyed twines
dribble for babblers and sea-minds

Uh- we weep for wailers
Uh- we sleep for labia, and a vaginal gism must get stoppered.

.
*
the eyers of laded ruins rise up from a filthy isle; O, wheezers
appear lashed to screw-ins
la la, riders under lost pups glow as they flow for beezers
and a latent head-pin moistens pricks with tweezers
and, la la, seagulls and agers and oven-pigs abuse spun sin

daggerers, skull-shaved, get shaded with blinders; and skin s
appears grey
o, soft failures get slaved by raided piss-picklers when day
laps a poppy from red sky
and we idolise the red sky as we caress purple thunder

uh we sleep for tailors
uh we weep for sailors when a freakish fanny-shed raids
a dusty defiler with shavers of cars and money-plebs;
and sealers of cravers render stars from dotted legs
and i have appeared too old for god's drum
and i have appeared fixed to doles

and, o-la, when masterers of dad's lost toys use dregs for
pissy woollen fast wards
then a beller of beligerant cords suppers after spoon-wars
and, once aside death's horde, a feather succours
across laden tides

and a bender of wives bridles bled summer scribes with
haloers of mixed menkind

Uh.

*
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

Uh.

*
as scissor spitters cut a bluetit from de cross then a confetti of a mind
may well scatter lungs aside salt mind
o, a slitted slobberer rides malt as scrammers under salt berries use wind
to cover crappy spillers with crocus-grime
and a fevery fascinating grid causes hams to ignite rain with lotus-lines
and a lyoness in a sea of ribs
roars along a cat-chain; and eerie day-pigs set alight to figs; O, city-mines
collonise a rattler of a brain with raiders of dogdaying bat-digs
and, la la, i delve for drams where slapperers of cat-craning cap-kids
come sundering dropped cakes with puling puking naked bun-lids

as scissor splitters cut out, then drinkers who toast coca-cola use swine
to seremonise soft cunt with sirens; and tinklers who roast cocaine wind
aside bellers of purple lists and de lost parades of bums and baby-bines
and, fed to gods, a fixer under heart-lost brained blocades
get ribbled with sods; and, oo, a fotal crisscrosser weds sweat to trays
and a dotter of ruiners rams de goosed with gaffy bled tree-trips

once across a ramapager, a paging liege to ladies delimits all silence
with a curious head-dancer whose peeing scoobies use walled violence
to succour birdy bladers
with dicky hidden breast-shaders; and, Oh, where menkind uses layers
then a wended weeping conniver dams oaks with waspy applers: drivers
appear led to caned desks
and a bender of stained steps appear rented to glued breasts
and a Leda to a forced false swan sears dented truths with craned nests

Uh Uh Uh..we will surely hereby listen to blood as we grasp to blazers.

*
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

Uh.

*
tarters of evensongs get bruising across a rotted isle
farriers of evil suns get harried across a slotted smile,
and a breast-uplifted fawn appears caressed by dials
o, a darkener of sky-shirted fears cut up all grey wiles
and, la la, potioners of curtal tears revere to a
dasher of shoes and skirt-linen

tarters of evensongs get screwed across samplers of
dolliers of rabies and flashy fluky grey loss
and, oo, a laden licky castle will cause beds to dream of
doomy dogdazing mind mad Adam;
and evenings arrive to sweet sad Aaron where semen

comes shooting spunk across demotics and gay seasons

*
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

Uh.

*
the ingled cocoons of xmas wine cause mutterflies to
steer a crazy wake from a summery bonfire inside the blue
la la, hazy nazi bathrooms crap on apple claws when sleuths
get car-minstered across bled boughs and limetree roots

the ogled cocoons of easter spine cause humblebees to
widen a woolllen wolf-crust with wraiths and febrile boots,
and woofers spend a dollar on a pig
and tweeters rend a mirror sun from an coiler's oil-rig
and a laden noddy nape
must swerve against bleeders of evening's soft rape

and a naked nuking navel-nucleus will summon tapes from
insidious light meat drakes
and, la la, ignorant perves in neon body-city-crate hasten from
an abel-sister
and common canine cain gets pushed for pee pussy: o,
stunnas preach strawberry storms to filthied mane-honey
and here and now, my world is no more pyramid

uh.

*
there are surely heavens inside wide hell
there are certainly mad whippers of caves
o, this side of a sidler's hag, de witch's brew
appears lock-fed to moggy pentacles; and bells
get washed-up with naked knellers and celled
sawn cellves

there are surely heavens aside wild hell
o a venal cat-cypher attends to pi-eyed gardens,
and here in the garden, lauders of skying wells
get slashering dolt pecs across
dada moon;

and the sylvan touch of a vast boy attends noon
with early arising lunch-time sleepers:
La, once along a lopped bunk, easy radioers
got severely amazing; and the genius of warblers
appears lost to jazzy holy black almanacs

and weepers shed milk-weepies for eaten macs

*
"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 used life's friend?
suffering with violence at the edge of the world, awaiting spanish demons
to fight the girls: suff'ring under scarlight, where the wickedness
relays: suff'ring with violence at the edge of the grave.
crime, u kill me
gladly, and yet all crime is live; as lively as the candy that raids the
hive.
suffering with violence at the edge of heaven's face, waiting for
god's licence to whisk away the mace: suff'ring in the sequence of angels
who abscond: suff'ring in silence at the close of the sun.
crime, u kill me...."

*
Copyright JDB 07/07/2021.

work-in-progress title: C/O Eerie Mind-Muckers
first draft poem then poem-song

the intimate pleasance of a mad boy at sea enters in to
fiery eye-gunners
o, grey intinerant peasant boys use a tree for mind-ooze
and a phanton facial eases gunneries under booze

the intimate pleasance of a mad man at sea enters in to
eerie mind-muckers
o, fazing heart-binnermen will alway use beds for killers

and broken baker-butcher underground accuses hens of
laying plastic eggs across strickeners of buds and gob

*
the scented sentiments of one zillion bawds will move house
o rented venal merriments
must, where cowed, carry medicaments to rills
and, la la, where a laden crowd forces de blues to kill
then a holy kingsnake, writhed, will render sex from drouth

the scented condiments of one zillion whores will use drought
to sunder babby pain with pharoahs,
and a slitherer, stained, kids shakespearos with crossed doubts
and a laden laddy wife drops her skirts across laid heroes

and once along a mind in a tossed earth, dazzlers of yoyos
came crying after soft wine and lost birth; and eyers use dough
and hands seal notes inside wine
and fatal focalisers feud for greying socked rocket-swine

Uh.

*
ooo easels under soft shrouds will render the dead as live as cells
ooo eagles under croft crowds will render doves as wild as bells
la la, a tender moving mind moon
must shrill after evil sad rooms where a kitchen aside cocoons
will hereby bury regals underneath food miction
and, lo, a fataliser whose thunder-heat sucks de crucifixion
hereby shends dirt from rooms of dirt; and a boat of lichen
gets cuttlered when blue yachts raise skirt from blown curtains

ooo when intimations raid a roman fire then gassers inside veins
may well extemporise even heads with billowers; and champagne
must render sex as sodded as kids with adult followers: O, pain
appears gutted as a haloic hero on a bled hill
renders naping mine-meat as soft as red beds in termite-hills,
and an ant under queen fire
stings wasps till bee-boys grow from a funeral pyre

and once along a mind, a drifter under guns shoots squires

*
spiring evil body-bakers use a daffy vein for a blood-plant
o easy devil baby-bakers use a daffy brain for a cot-plant
and, once hived, a renderer of goofy rain appears
cuttlered up from venal cod
and a goblet slut toasts Love as a dizzy mother-frog
appears shended under bleeders of fizzy father-God

and once along a red time, a fevering bud of sods robs
a scientific circus from vines where a sobbing star-bod
gets sirening across eager wine
and a toaster pops bread aside twine when curry times
dream of cats, rats, bats and brides

spiring evil laddy-shakers use a daddy world for slants
oo, a dizzy deviller of dudes
comes sheltering ravened shavers with easy mind-stews
and, once delved, purple paraders will surely drag dew
from easy mango wells where red hills damage brews

o, a witching venal wicca bruise knots spells to mammy.

*
the easellers of body-painters drag canvas-dreams for money
o, red pealers of ruby-feinters hereby swell up after honeys
and a daddy delver uses sainters
to anoint bells with nooses; and a render of angellers must
sunder bleeders with green fuses
and a tainter of grievers pigs out for late night breakfasts

the easellers of body-skaters drag animal ice for fanny
o, dead reelers who gather red teas will murder de Lady
with printed hands where a nuclear hill
comes rendering seasands with atomising old mills
and mealers, once rammed, must abolish easy gold-gills

spiring devillers den-remove idiot slits from schiz-drills
aspiring to revellers, gem-goo dons ringlets when frills
appear mamma naked
and a bed on the moon forces luancies to blind faces
and a bath on the rain
appears alive: O, once across grain, ideal head-aces

get grubbed with the veined use of piles and laces

*
rubbished by twixed drams a naked nuclear feather
appears morse-fed to edams,
o, made cold as bread, massed men steal sedans
and, once across a crisscrossing hens, blue dams
will certainly divide selves from gaoled sea-slams

asphyxiating baby-bowls seem revelled up from
tawny seasands; and a soft dream appears gummed
to dirtyers of xmas easter
la la, salem under asthma fingers taunts the sun
and easterly arising exzema weavers
get dressed to ashen clothes

rubbished by fixed drams, a naked nuclear mirror
appears sauce-fed to homosexy rivers
and a straight jam such as mine sweats for killers
and a raping ram sucks
all birds where a titty tonseller must sunder nuts

o, a daffodil aside a cunt-jumper numbers sluts
with communers of eyes
o, a cradled wife junks pumpers; and lost mutts
will surely deify dogs with wild poetic heavens

*
the twiny urgent belly ungent men saw arise from a lift
hastens here and now to a model face factory
la, easers of urgent delis serve sweet rich salami to lips
and, oo, as a latent babby swerves from crypts
then a balded parambulator buggy appears fed to tricks

the windy urgent blood-glaucous that leads rats to ricks
hereby heaps a holdal of faggots under bread
and a homosexy christ will accuse thunder of trips
and, uh, once upon a hill, a proud boy in a piss-pit
got shafted by bad toys

and, oo, eyes must receive a sexy blindess where joys
get ground from dust-creeds
and, la, wives inside musk-slease must hiss for decoys
and a bed under tithes
gets almed with chapellers that render pears from Ides

and, once captured, a tie-dyed butterfly will sea-writhe
and, once fractured, a mane-eyed dragonfly will arise
aside bellers of mindless vein-dried damsel-dives,
and, o, as star-tokens spend cash on renal lotto-knives
then weevillers will send dads to endless sleep. O, eyes

hereby burn up and set alight to drivers of cooked skies.

*
oo as crazy hook-eyed cooky men cook a sea of sea-bait
then a naked nucleus of nooky gems
will hereby surrender dogs to fatal old friends; and rapes
get star-hanged from gods when a navel under grey apes
straps metal morsels across benders
and a neon city smile abuses loss
and an urban clitty nooses de cross

oo as crazy hook-eyed cooky men cook a sea of snakes
then elderly earl-ladies will suck my book,
and rooking pearl-lobby comes suppering after brooks
and a natal flower goes cold
and a fatal hour seems old; and a dictator to inglenooks
seems raided by dreamt gold

once across a crisscrossed mind, a mental mad equation
came layering rocks with chemical natrons
once, underfire, gaolers of wine sink glass under ravens;
and, oo, a daddy to failures
achieve nothing
and, oozing, red ceilings get hit upon by lime-pealings

and a plaiter of dead evenings rips upon mind-dealings

*
the hooky nucleus of a monkey soul hereby renders gentians dead
o easy pulers send blood to mummies
and we in the mummy cloths are wound
and we, under statues, don pharoahs from cocoons; and tombs
hereby sermonise about grey zeroes
and we, under soft dew, sunder apexes with pyramidal daisies;
and odes to fingers
get cussed apart by delvers

the bookies who meld melters under gambolled betted aviaries
heed de holy drunken gee-gees
and a wheezy shrunken mind-tree drags bets from fatal beads
and, once cut, a dog under swine-bees
come stinging laden lad-looks with saddeners under note-sheaves
and a coater of de races
appears fist-fed to greyhounders and naked stallion wagers

and a solid braggler who renders grandslams from eaten mirrors
will most certainly brag for female book-makers
and a poet in an idiot verse-tree thinks book-makers will render
a swiftening small money-waster from binders
and easy riders of red coined pawns
get shredded under lip-speak and mind-molted semaphores?

*
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

uh.
*
once sliding aside spind sin, a layer of looseners will use rites
to surrender wives to spun star-winds
o a rider of eyes will suck upon brine as a bodice under lime
gets sauced with lady canteens,
and a hollowed mind moon must scatter scuffers across timed
body cock

O
*
and this world-ignited tyburn uses elms to flick the ash
and this girl-benited sea-fern drops scales across crash
and a hardy hospital moon-lights as a swift hotel: cash
carries expensive craft-guns aside veilers of butter-mash
and a dropper under peering tribes
use a keen father for holy seed-skies

and this world-delighted earthlings will send cats to tithes
and this whirling dream-height comes crazing grey guides
and sympathetic American lies come sundering aside
a teasing seeper of American minds;
and the earth has to jack screw-perfumers of fast flies.

and then we shape Manhattan from idylls of skins and women.

*
shyness croons when dark dowries interlock man and christ
idleness swoons,
and as blue nations use dunes as summertimes
then a wintry rose-fever may well shudder for whistle-mice

shyness croons when dark blonde trees interfuse skin and lights
and a dizzy crow-flower
comes sundering inside ocean-dowers
and we will use tweezers, porators and ideal lubes: mad kites
appear transgressed from grey goyals
to an easy drummer whose fascination with spoils

attends bled bunnneries and naping freezed tide-coils.

*
mute poetry and science are much the same
the dichotomy is the mad sad Void between?

work-in-progress title: Dapplers of Easing Eye-Sucrose
1st draft poem then poem-song

dapplers of easing eye-sucrose hereby anoint gels with summers
o ald ripplers, bleeding, sky-seize mind-tides
and a daddy seashore lends mods to Ides; and a fierced bride
will surely soften as she grinds

dapplers of teasing ear-dextrose hereby anoint gals with thunder
and a madam moon-store uses hands for limes
and, oo, where a spine-score issues rams then easy larders
will tape a mined sun

la la, we feed from sweet guns as we guide coasters in farters

*
drapplers of eating spy-sucrose hereby anoint bells with liver
o ald nipplers will, once made sty-high, appoint blithe bidders
to cherish mourning christs;
and a naked petalled star-price comes shearing beds from scissors.

drapplers of peeking heart-dextrose hereby slam kindlers under
blue-celled swellers
la la, car americana drives a streetcar to disaster when thunder
entertains pullers of Ides
and a daddy maimer forces jammers to soft laughter; and, oh,-

we weevilise the vacant dead and we sear lofts with land-crows
and a metaller to serpent-bread uses eynes for statues: old clothes
get stolen as mad seas scream

out aloud.

*
droppers whose evil sop-tank eases hands aside pealers
will sunder blues with rot-banks
o, saviours under dudes slot wank aside jams,
and an ideal rider will suffer banks when coined stealers
appear fed to walled wallets

dragglers, smoothed, pick blue pockets where reelers
appear sundering by
and a salted sweet mind seasons wet wives; and rivers
appear bolted to wintry wide raisins;
and a vaulted vine-sentry dreams of fucked reason

we weevilise de vacant dead and we fade to cellves
and a paint-bound merchant bed
causes midnight murders
and a panting puller of cunt bread will summon elves
to force old bad cheese aside blue hills

droppers whose evil mac-banks eases rams aside readers
will savour now the fans of red rain

*
darksome mind-failure has to hiss for lotus-rivers
o madam wine hereby kisses gold wards
and a warted headpiece uses straws for bawds
and a skirted heart-fleece uses lords for mirrors

darksome jivers, savoured, kiss for crocus-liver
o madam time gets clistered as sisters to killers
appear mum-murdered
and, once stunned, eaters of rifters will use cords
to denier-hang hearts and liars.

darkness, damaged, appears clammed and pliars
get smashed now
and, oo, mud secateurs in de clouds stop feathers
and a dated mouse-crowd uses teas for riders.

we drink tanny coffees in the valleys down below
we shrink as we volley tardy cars around pillows
and a father to beads
come trading rings for wine
and a mumma nude gets rended under lost swine.

these are the daffy goofy words man daren't use
these are the fluffy boogy birds men daren't fuse
and a break in the moon
prises a break in the sun; and, oo, starry lubes will
surrender vaults to dunes

uh. do we own no-one?

*
sea-harnessed, five belly oceans will hereby sunder potion
la, bee-burnished mind delis sell rich chocs to emotions
and, once tried, a spine baby swells for rocks as lotions
come searing a beer jive with opened
star-headed lady levers
and a bleeded nighttime nooses sky-wrecks as drillers
guide a baited skull aside divas

sea-harnessed, nine telly programmes will hereby knot
a cager of a coucher with vegetates and easy car-rot,
la la, henna under mouthers eats rape as dirty brain-blots
get shaving ravens from arse-lippers
o, a faceless season hereby masks heads aside kippers

Uh, a tardy tuner of moneys spends false cash on lost
vacant ripplers: and a blower of hens lashes gun-crossed
biddy bullet bakers
and, once fevered, shapers of drabblers use ideal failures
to sunder gems with snakers

uh.

*
the candlers of thigh-sinkers accuse night light of feeding
eaters of xmas-easter
la la, drammers of eye-stinkers accuse night life of reeling
and a daddy mask drags dens for feasters
and a sister clasp drags limbs for fingers; and ceilings
get fallen under stoned darjeelings
and a coffee tumbler gets noosed across vinegar dealings.

the candlers of christ-creelers accuse life of searing a
gangster-gourami of sharing glues with mice; and old cards
appear torn in three
and a thorn under bees stings wide heaven with sealing
gassy flayed flats
and houses on the heel rend doctors from treason when
feeders of tawses grab to buttered children.

uh, tardy tuners of mummy get wound in wine and gins
come crying forevermore
uh, shampy and sax and daddy grows for sister-skins
and a doltor of denial loosen cribs with kodak-winds
uh, dizzy waders of laddies shut pigs across de Tyne

and these glib blinded bed-words will worsen for us
and these stripped stapled head-bird
will horse up as blonde fire where funeral boy-busts
appear rended from issuers of burrs

La La La: once along my mind, mad people prayed.

*
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

.uh.

*
these mad words and the world i need will hereby fascinate
a dabbler of birds with gold plaids
o, a river-curve uses old girls for weed and family crepes
will fry a mondy bruise across wards and sand
and a sodden sky-grave eyes arousers from islands; O, snakes
appear cut from serpentines
and, loosening, gunny easy heart-times cause cardial drapes
to surrender bones to mod vines.

these mad words and the births i breed will hereby masturbate
after drivers of blue babies and weed
la la, an easy writher must render fugues from coded freight
and a daddy vole sinks cattlers under rogues
la la, an easy rider must shelter roods aside baited nests

raveners, made sex-bald, siren across wives when desks get
shafted with poet trees and dropping tides
ah, pasted pigs drag leaves for sopping climes when nets
appear dragglered with suede screws and ideal fist-pets
and seasoners of kids move sleuths to evil bait-jets
and a reasoner of treason soothes blood with pink-jets
and a creator of kids soothes mud with rinklers: o, kecks

will surely suffer sex-soffits where a draper of mind-sex
gets scissoring vast bonnets with hairs; and tomato-texts
have to use a lippy board for thinned city pears; La La

uh.

*
easy riders of radio men force labia to sunder merriment with flowers
o, easy drivers of meadow men
once strived, get bruised by gold winds
and a father to lit appears slurried when muscle-minds
drag chicken-entrails from hurried women; and a jacking head-tower
gets staggering under suns
and a wicked father divorces car-sexed wig-drums.

easy riders of shadow-boys remand a soft licence for a lost gun
and grinders of gallow-goyals demand a lost silence
with wraith-hands and easy violence; oh, a kicker under lungs
will hereby fascinated fuhrers with dizzy droves
o, a fasting flickerer whose musers rid bones of coves must stun
eaters in de east of keen chilly easter-xmas.

raveners, made book-bald, bleeds scissorers from piggers where
dooming brushing sweepers of salt weed
appear dreary as the deaths of day; o, a wicked steed will snare
dusted minotaurs with evil unicorns
and a dummy gun shoots taverns dead
and a daddy sun roots after tyburns, elms and plum ashes

and a lemon saviour nooses heads with ropers of family tashes

uh.

*
the tinkerers whose ivory evil faces force holy elephants to die
hereby, goosed, rend ivies from chases
and a rat in a plant comes knotting shoe-laces when faces ride
across dromedaries and dairy aces
o, once across a bled mind, heapers of cases get used by tied
bladdering spind mice
and a tom tit earl appears swelled underneath cheap chick-christ
and a blonded bound sea-life sweats for dai mice .

the tinkerers whose ivory evil faces force english mien to cry
hereby, moosed, rend eyries from stasis
and a bat under booze damages sails with deus: o, cafe tribes
adhere to fats where a nautilus of a night bird gets spy-tithed
for almers of dirt, death and cellved sex-disease.

these are our mallard days
these are god's dulling graves that transfix swine to blue dives
and i parked my gun in a nave
and i read to god's son; and a fataliser of grey trade has to
writhe after signal star signums
and a renter of venereal carved gum causes limbs to mind-chew
dizziers of dentines and wept split head-sternums

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-lungs
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 pray 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 crows.

dilators of decorous dizziness appear plucked like sloes
dictators, flexed, fantail across sex prayer as spiked troves
achieve a blown bench from a scullery
and, loosening, dense guns rifle after bulletting canaries
and, oo, the queen's dead canary feeds veins to granaries
and, oo, a dreamer of family stains eyes with monkeries.

*
blasters of loam-loaded fayres hereby whistle for carousels
and, lammed, spud-bakers, scarred, spindle for river spells
and, drammed, glove-graspers, sparred, wingle after red cells
o, dramaturgy in a soft gull glisters
o, madam birdy, spind, snips sisters when a flava under wells
gets rustling across skinners of lippers
and de use of de pane must switch hands from grubs
and de use of champagne must wash grande gun-glub
with pearly tatties
and a dangler, made dizzy, drops cunt across grey blood.

*
as chemic tailors dress gins and wine
then helmic raiders will drink to de spined
o, as tannic saviours toast tea with mad minds
then a sonnic labia will,
once demurely killed, shovel dust monkey aside brained timed
babby baggage.

and we weevilise for natural sex-murder
and we angelise for pasted mural navel-murders
and eyers of panickers
achieve a low-key junkey orgasm when ideal shenderers
will siren after sex skirts and renal car-prisons

Ahhhhh men...

work-in-progress title: The Subatomic Spaces Under a Bold Bait

first draft poem then poem-song

the subatomic spaces under a bold bait will entertain
a draggler of salt and pepper; O, rape will cause rain
to glut the lace we tread
and doomy crepes feed pans to bakers as coded rain
gets fed to fathers
and layers of levers drink seasand

the subatomic spaces under a rolled drake will entertain
deadly sky-despisers
and a local finger drops nails across liars when grain
gets sex-vaulted by scissor fevers
and a focal farter fishes for dreamers
and daddy men use hands for streamers

Uh.

*
the subatomic nesters of pure choirs use rammers for feeders
the ingenious heads of demure fire
appear perverted by cats and squires; and a bleeded spire
appears inverted by rats and pyres
la la, easy honey-men spread oil on toast as birded cedars
get led to roman doctors

the subatomic pestlers of furious tyres don heads when killers
scar-create a naked face from a horda of spines and rivers
and, lo, where stars flick by, car americana crashes,
and a fotal snare spar-spits lemonades across limed ashes;
and a biddy body boyfriend
loosens my sweet red concertina girl

uh.

*
the dated faceless women who sink pinkers under reeds
will hereby sunder gardens
o a dated easy childhood, hardened, slinks aside beads,
and a hero on the grange
appears sun-staved from oranges when friers use seeds
to swerve across stars and fuses
and we marble-make cards from nooses where soil-sleeves
get slobbering across Mars
and de minds from Mars render flues as screwed as dweebs.

the dated and faceless mind-children whose mentalis eats weeds
must, once slaved, make hot from cold;
and a minor whose easy pram doubles as a chair uses gold
to serry bodiers with choking blackberry weave;
and a cherryer of pug-pigs
will sunder all thunder
and the freights under tumblers drink to false wine when

easterly arising xmas-easter screams at first then extends
blonded visionaries to sisters
and, oo, a painted femur gets smashed
and, oo, a sainted fibula gets dashed

uh.

*
the derangers of titty silks will suffer all city dens
la, as urban bends don milks then dufflers under gems
appear heart-dilated,
and a father to mutatives must render red heads
from mamma pits
and a fever under lips must render bled beds as from
damagers of dames and rushes
and, o, when wry sickle moons dream of crushes
then blowers of spy-pickles
will send bods to sleep

easterly arising xmas-easter appears drowned where
fastening baby-dreamers sneer after
bladed pools when a fearless deer hooks laughter
with blithe screaming horns
and, la la, raining antlers dress spawn aside mamma

O, derangers of silky tilts will suffer city deniers
O, defamers of dilly rilks will smother all decriers
with venal vast rooms
and eyers will succour for dunes when grey toilers
flush porn poo-pussy-pee down dirt;
and dirtyers, soothed, feed off loo-dirt
and, once maidened, weevils will swill hurt

all ways?

*
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...

*
the huddlers of day and night set alight to mumblers
o, on father's bed, instant christs don kites from lovers
la la, an eater of sex interfuses mice with blind brothers
and, once chained, death nooses kids with soft fevers
and a dad at sea
hears wetted soul-trees rocking limbs with pantries

the cardinal leggers whose losing spind skin empties
dangerous dogs where rats sleep
and, o, as pugs scare bats then furious mind-meat
swells across scones and meat,
and we cherish denial when we hiss for heat

the huddlers of day and night set alight to slumber
o, on mammy's bed, instant mice don red summers
and a batted headpiece appears naked
and daddy stairwells cause nuns to scale acids
and a monk on a lost stair
hastens to god-gob where an issuer inside thunder
appeals to walled cowled church-screens

daddies whose lazy strumpets swing and swing
will hereby ram de pepper down
and, lashy, slammers, snippered, kill a mod wing
and, ashy, flayers, snappered, escape from sin

*
the farthingers of one zillion parrot-men don dukes where
a faceless god, dun, raises parriahs from soft puke
and a puler underarm
has to lighten breads with marm, and a rider under fayres
sea-charms red stella farms
and massive bed snaps god's sex where eldeberry air
strips a whipping pony
aside wrenchers of babies; and grey fear nooses fluke

the peddlers of medula sky-breaks accuse spindlers
to serenade bolsters with hard dreams
o, riddlers of penile mind-mates abuse sindlers of
attending birds with church;
and a bobby bayer must birch cabins where sods
attend to massers inside perverted screens.

whosoever it was who shaped rapes from gob
will surely, once gobbed, heel-drape iron gods
and once across a false mind, i saw green dogs in
a canny canine feline febrile motor
o, a slapped tale gets told about beers and sofas
and, once bunked, a shadower to tears expands
sonar schiz-flasks across melters of dad's Pan

the farthingales of one zilion past lives don shooters
la la, a darling of stunned vermillion
renders deaths from gunny ginny germ-grin-hooters
and a facism of suns
heeds winged gob when a statue on the run
nips a massing navel with some false cat-nips
and a damaged candle
hits thighs across angels;

Oh, i have seen bleeders made from red salts
Oh, i have reamed after old jade
Oh, i have never dreamed and, la, as grey vaults
cascade, then reapers of laughter must fall
and flail

forever.

these are our mallard days..

*
the dilators of funny petrol will hereby design
a maddy of a laddy with twixing sweeties
and a bunny petrel dons rilks when old swine
appear dented by fools in prisons
and a dated hand hits a cuspid as iron prisms
achieve absolutely nothing
and a cavvy dictator does shit across crossings
and the staining nights
hereby listen to dominoes and patient card-fights

these are the male vaginal words i choose to speak
la la, eaters of vales come shouting at sleep
la la, reapers of sails drum aside greying bodies
and, once sweet-refined, brides aside seizing peaks
find themselves in an impossible chinese cafe
where there are enough seats for one zillion diners
and rancid huffers of muff net prisers
from netted jammers; and a city inside birthdays

comes calamining parlatans with boozed finders.

these mad words and the world i need will hereby fascinate
a dabbler of birds with gold plaids
o, a river-curve uses old girls for weed and family crepes
will fry a mondy bruise across wards and sand
and a sodden sky-grave eyes arousers from islands; O, snakes
appear cut from serpentines
and, loosening, gunny easy heart-times cause cardial drapes
to surrender bones to mod vines.

will surely suffer sex-soffits where a draper of mind-sex
gets scissoring vast bonnets with hairs; and tomato-texts
have to use a lippy board for thinned city pears; La La

uh.

*
the curly worldly wound i sent to ruin hashes after belltowers
the early girly tomb i spent from ruins
hereby illegitimately pulses across book flowers and, Oh,
once along a sable-mind
a diminisher of gable-grind has to shut a war around showers
and i have seen a noon-day full moon die
and i have sampled silly wombs from bandiers of wynds
and a drappler whose headmost motel room defaced wives
will hereby scuba under belted beltane waters

the curly wordy wooden sky-sun that brought from warblers
will most certainly shine a bog-torch across dirty sex-dawdlers
and the vast whipped world enters de cross under warpers
and the clasped dippy girl-shoal
hips to a layer's leap; and leases of vinegars dream for burblers
and, oo, once a hussy piece gets stuffed with stalkers
then a blower of pussy heats
succours doomy doggy cat-meats; and all animals are pyramid.

*
zzzzzzzzzzzz fased mummas hiss and coo
zzzzzzzzzzzz damed fuhrers kiss and moo after beadings;
and phantastic syrup men interfuse hector to hostel buildings
and a sunderer of cocoa men
hereby supper after the porky beaned meals fed to wrens
and a slaver on the mud squats just like a bigfoot
and a razor under blood
caresses mermaids with impossible sea-carnivals; and hens

jostle for the livid dead; and lemon ochres wash in pig-pens

uhhhh

THE END.

....

work-in-progress title: O a Dirtying Duped Dame Gets Rubbished
first draft poem then poem-song

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

*
the dilators of a duped earth spin swine aside brain-blinds
the dictators of a souped birth
hisses; and once across a sweet birch, a pecking mind
has to layer dregs with sweet wynds;
and a doctor to pegs rids meat-swines with nude pine

o a driller of flown faces deals sleep to kids as wine
gets fizzed; and a cochlea christ has to deafen times
with dillers of daddies and donkey songs;
and a horse aside rubies will sunder mums from brine
and a fatal focusser appears killed

and, once across a bad hill, fat boys failed like crime

*
the issuers of doom denial use cripplers for easy gain
the tissuers of gloom dead sails move
a scripter of moon-beds,
and a sonar summer uses gloom for dudes
and a solar father, screwed, swoons after bone-booze

o a driller inside a red castle cuts d-cups from screws
o a scissor aside a bread-muscle
hips to wives as eyers of lead-parcellers use tassles
to sunder berry-breaks with faces

and a slumber-plant uses eyes for green hands and
easers of Numbers cruises across mean brigands and
riders along rain noose stormers with evil riches; and
rammers of red ruins will carve cuttlers from england's
devouring nazi islands

*
these are my mallard days where my planed mindpiece must
saw-strangle beds with clays
o, a simmering sun-slave uses eyes to poke ears aside dust
and a natal fazer drags dust from naves
and naked labia will supper after mazy mind-musks;
and, once along a mind, trays came dropping drinks: Ah,
weakeners of lime sunder graves with iced kinks

the issuers of a scooped earth damages mice with rinks
la la, easter-xmases, nuked, birth rummagers with pinks;
and eyers aside bled ripplers will tend deniers with sinks
and, o, a laden dirty kitchen comes crying for skirt-stinks:
ahh, a coated cunt-cherry drums for dying wards

and a fatal father far out at sea rocks for cascades as bawds
comfort de fall with neon bends and city-broads.

*
these laden emptying brawn-days where i lead my mind to death
will hereby sip from porn-trades
o, as melters writhe, then swanned slayed bread
must swerve across gold men
and we wil leave bound sex behind heroic bananas as sex gets
supering a fatal sound from pecks;
and a fotal farmer under guns shoots heads with wrecks

ah, these are my mallard days where my stained headpiece will
infect caged religion aside braids; and, oo, as venal fleeces spill
directly down, a spy-dyed driver of Woman
gets suckering a mind-binder with baiters of fated old reasons
and a bleeder of tines
appear crusted as heart-hives hip to blouses
and easy crayoners drag pies from grey houses

*
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.

*
these are our massing days where we over-learn for mad teachers
o these are our crashing days where we river-burn for killers
la la, a daddy car uses ash to snare mirror perms with riddlers
and, once bunked, fuses lash eyes to hair
and a cardinal sea-flower raps minds aside prayer; and sidlers
will appear aside a scarab scream
and, once bounced, nooses lash skies to chairs
and, as kids flounce, then oodlers of wives widen after brakers

these are our massing days where we over-yearn for sad preachers
o these are our crazed days
and our petalled hawk-laves use suns for lovers when mammas
dress down as we go down on red readers
and we will surely go down for ten thousand years when mana
heats nectarines with bluesers

and a naked gabbby factory must give head to bleeding noosers

*
udderers under easy violence use a false cliff for an idiot devil
la, sunderers of dizzy silence use a lost cliff for an evil angel,
and, o, when igniters ride aside fused loss
then a fatalist, tigered, teases wives with easy pigeon-stables
and a teaser of lingerers eases hives aside peasy surgeon-tables
la la, we widen
la la, we extemporise garlands with kitchens; and weavers
stun walls with twinklers when piggy friction dreams of killers

udderers under dizzy star-cables use a nuked lift for a lover
la, honeyers of easy car-gables use a fluked fist for a brother,
and a candler on a church-trip
must crucify plebs with ships; and we shit as we sail for lit
and we sharpen our crowd-sail with daddiers of geese-grit
and, once scuttered, loud vales moisten meddlers with ript

body-meat; and eyers sunder slides when pecky plane-pits
come jostling juicers across thunder-men; and, O, vein-clits
arrive bended across pylons and nude big-bands
and, once claved, crusaders of sands rips lust from ald dicks

*
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

*
o as for sweet berries at the sides of a rose, may now the sirens flit
o as for deep cherrries, may the prides of a blue crows don tits for
a plenury of gluey smiles
ah, when once deepeners pray, then wide bled eyes will wage sex-war
against gobblers of aged slaves and ingling mind-morse
and i idoliseda Gods where a grave seen sundering mental gorse
got sermoned under bruises and canteens,
and a doctor under sluices rammed latrines aside teasing tea-tawsed
coffee-crusading sipped valleys
and as i sleep for berries then i sink beneath flowers
and as i weep for cherries, then i drink aside wasp-towers
and a denier at god's hip gets bangled with angel-hangers when force
appears divined by loopers of coffins and cocoa ladies.

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

*
latrines serve wet cowards to madam marinas; and easy ice
gets crippling down the deaths of christs
and a magenta statue issues de cloth across a cracked helm,
and, oo, where a labile change gets spiked, then easy film
appears stricken with lappers of minxes and dizzy mind-lice

latrines serve sweaters to mammy ava maria as old sea-mice
appear cracked aside venal caves and clappy gold tree-heists
and denuders on the moon
get cherried with mousse and mind-tunes;
and a bubbler in a noose scar-strangles heads with cocoons

and, lo, once across a mind, a mental father may well swoon
after ledgers of drunk harnesses
and, lo, once aside a mind, a mental mother may well croon
and, left to meat, salt meteors breed dromadaries from faces

ahh, i have fatalised my mien when diallers dial evil voda-fone

Uh Uh Uh..we will surely hereby listen to blood as we grasp to blazers

*
and damgers will rend pig skies apart from
diaries and loud bible-guns
and scutterers will rend kids apart from
apiaries and sacred bee-guns; and, o, where faces walk
then eyes will glut the space we tread
and, once scythed, braining body-beds will fawn and squawk
aside cemeteries of neat ashes and ceremonial corpsed
dizzy chandaliers
and a basemen to a heart jacks the braids of salt morphs
and keen scrolls are baked to death
and a chicken aside parks wraps mesh aside cake-walks
..
*
Mute Poetry and Loud Science are much the very same
the sad bad evil dichotomy is the rude Voice between?

work-in-progress title: 2 to Tomorrow (Side Winders?)
first draft poem then poem-song

mute sacred lost lovers appear fan-fed to dictionaries
o heart-crossed, drivers of hot tears
get washed inside fryers; and a hotel mind uses fear
to sunder a choker-cherry

mute sacred lost lovers appear van-fed to granaries
o sky-sloshed eye-dyers appear naked
and a puller of a dream renders men from aviaries

and a darkener to spunk loosens head then studies
all about self-murder; and wives hiss for families.

*
o naked nemetic nylon accuses wee of shedding sex
o naked ermetics noose fuses where
ideals, dammed, drag lochs across silent hair
and, rammed, issuers of grog toast thin air
and a laden lady-glower
hastens to ancient flowers

mute sacred lost fathers appear land-fed to missions
and ideal fazed fat tears
get shed from bluesers of venal eyes and chasms
and, oo, a darksome prism aside wives
appears made comfortably dumb

Um?

*
o ghosts are led now to believe in drivers of demure dirt
o hosts, scarred, grin as they shine
and, laced, salt-hards use graves for moon-minds
and a ladener of sugars slays
all sweeteners; and a noble grave digs after skirts
and a sex-hand gets shot off

mute sacred crisscrossed leather creates lofts
aside big dark chairs
and a bended snare drazzles after radio-loss
and a daddy's hair leads beauty under de cross

O, once aside a blue mind, i heard a tale of heirs
come reading lies to instantaneous head-prayer
and, la la, champing dyslexias chop across rocks
and, o-la, terrifying mind-mixtures
use idleness for dolly pictures

um.

*
champers of evil pomagne use ginnies for easy boats
la la, hagglers of salt champagne
appears shended, and a vernal vine uses dead goats
to dramatise guns under sweet divinities; and soap
appears flashed aside ducks in a loud bath

mute sacred crisscrossers will extend lies to coats
and a hat of woollen braid
appears shaven; and a raven child appears roped
with evil killer fingers

champers of sweet red rain uses tinnies for easy masks
and we appear to go wide
and we appear to kill tides
and, la la, eateries redden sties with venus cane-marks
and eyers wolf vision around

a blooder of surgeons and filthy seasound; O, END

*
the eateries aside fat restaurants don food from hens
o easterly arisig cat men use starved haunt to rend
starry sunrises from lunatic children
and a roman with no lungs
hisses as he drowns king macbeth in de Thames
o; massing swellers ring for phoned deaths and
riders upon wild corn
hereby appears rented to porn

champers of sweet red rain rinsess cods under hams
and a modeller of bled pain
appears cut down where a pisser peals street-stands
with urinals and dirty money

the eateries aside fat debutantes use fascinators for
an eagled lashy bladder-bat
and we sidle aside swaggerers when sweet rats score
ferine canine points from elderly killers
and we well up in a cool wet store
and we swell up: O, once upon wards, terminuses
came carrying curatives across bawds
and a filthy local flower caused dents to snore

Uh, a scone inside jammy butter appears dowsed
with a keen use of fairy drums
Uh, a scone inside lady mutton appears stunned
with easy bluesers whose swing-times gut guns
and, once cupped, noosers spring gut from suns

O, eyers glow like the visionless night
O, eyers flow, and wicked knickerless sex-mites
get dragglered across de lost moon
and, la la, weavers cross de crashed moon where
a tattler leaps from a murdered sweet high-chair

La La La La?!!!

*
when rented to wards, we will forever use a mind for bird
and, o, as eyers scatter nuts for kids
then veiners of liars shatter sky-cuts; and elderly pigs
appear scented with scraped sweet fig; and odes to grids
will iron-sidle across pressed ribs

when rented to wards, we will forever use a head for stick,
o, when once rigs glide, then moisteners all abed
raise a tarring shadow from wrens and dying cake-mix;
and a radiophonic melter
drags dopes for water as a coarser of rivers must drip
deeply down across a weeper

O, eyers grow at the dead of midnight
O, cryers flow at the rainbow's ebb; and code keepers
achieve no orgasm at all
and, once stripped, luminous cathedrals drink drawl
and, once ripped, venomous bastards feed off scrawl

when renters of glass mushrooms sever death, then mice
will surely race from a moon vixen
ha, a render of space knots goats beneath old christs
and, la la, it has been told that most tales please children?

Uh Uh Uh; fixers of soul will arrive back homeward
and, once locked in god's home, we will sunder words
with waspers an naked lunch.

END

*
these are our mallard days where you and me and red mary
will serry heads with stairways; and aged hands use ladies
to sunder pippy coves
and, oo, as we arise from drays then we use cats to clothe
easy riders with petrol-roses
and, la la, a scented soul abuses ridden rushes use
daddy beards for beery bleeders
and these are our mallard days

when we grow like cold, then we get scattered across toads
o a catty mind woman uses spies for nets
la la, when we close, then we will dream about ricks and
once upon a sad mind, i will try to save us
but death comes quickly now.

these are our mallard days where you and me and dead mary
wil sit as she squats upon nuclear pools
and a romancer of hot buns bakes blood for pistols
and a dilly dancer, shot, shakes buds as huge hired whistles
appear rendering cots with drapes

when we flow, then we drink from latrines and we drink to
scissorers of snows
and, ah, a fitful sleeper uses snows for crows when rogues
appear slithering till stoned by demure deaths and brogues

*
the dupers of diamate diamante use heads for rollers
o reapers of easy bed-money use bread for shoulders
and a boat at sea
appears naked while pissers of trees groan: old teas
snapper across me as an ideal pantry uses beads to
summon cellves from dromedaries and vast shoes

when we grow like cold, a signal mission uses snoods
to swallow beards from swiss rolls,
and lager men whose puling puking feeds off coals
will sunder rat-missives
and, once spammed, an eggy egmail cracks acrosss
a widener of webby bruises

the dupers of diamante dimate use beds for crawlers
o eaters of peasy easy bun-bake crap across talkers,
and an ideal woman slits her labile baits
and a coda of kodak
caresses sofas where a beller of easy macs gets
moon-raided under loopers of dizzy mops and kecks

where we float and glow, then strawmen must wreck
pullers of goats; and a dummy mummy crust decks
daddy dom daniel with floaters aside musical lips
and we widen for de half hour
and we siren after de lost power

Uh Uh Uh. evil riddlers of crosses lose powers.

*
what with bad birds at sea come tumbling in salt-harness
then a vermeil city hisses as guns thrum
and a bullet breather shoots gas as ingotted mind-lung
fish-hang denuders from roots and routed city dung
and a bended room
gets sealed inside a dune while a carryer of heart-tunes
barricades nesters under glassrooms

when we grow for a lens, then the darkness in tombs
double-cross hatches with chiding sadness; O, wounds
appear moon-strangled by raddlers of sugary sky-wombs
and we delve for heart-spies
and we swill swollen wasp-hives

what with dictionaries going spare, a daffy dill flower
gets spar-sunken across flowing hair
and, la la, a curtain on the moon eases thumbs thru
cloisters of canny clisters and minted metal-moods
o, once across honey, rustlers squint
o, once across money, hustlers see into bints

and these are the mallard days where nothing gets said
and these are the cupboard days where, splinted, bed
causes elephants to cry and cry
and, o, we may well remember that elephants are holy?

ah, a copper in a coppice grate uses sedans for sky
ah, a lopper in a cornish state uses scones for Ides
and a laden loader of a snake
comes scrying after lakes when a city in a crate
cuffs huffs of evil cum

Oh
*
there are too many soft words made swift now:
when first a plenury falls, then familial crowd may
track all mermen down
and the faces in a loft appear shent by hursute Downs,
and, la, once upon a crock, leaders of swallows sound
a holy pregnant wall for a city's waste
and pinkers of malls drawk for paints where code
affixes purple patrons to linoleum and veiny clothes

o there are too many fast tales told these days? Death
comes ascending tear-drums when
pictures of a billy ghost ignites ken with master nous
and a blinker by the coast deals sex cards to dowsed
candle armour
and a sea of schizophrenic azure kisses grey dolor

and these wearisome heart-holidays i take back home
will surrender moon-marks to maladies
and the thefts seen far out sea drinks from memories

*
2 to tomorrow, 2 to tomorrow; fight the sorrow, fight the sorrow; 2 to
tomorrow, 2 to tomorrow; fight the goddamn sorrow.
go meet the hills, go meet the rain, go meet the hills, go rape the brain.
2 to tomorrow, 2 to tomorrow; fight the sorrow, fight the sorrow.
2 to tomorrow, 2 to tomorrow; fight the goddamn sorrow.
i know this girl, she has 4 minds, i
know this girl, she owns my world. 2 to tomorrow, 2 to tomorrow; fight the
goddamn sorrow. plu-perfect dream, plu-perfect dream; i had this blue,
plu-perfect dream: the sun was red, the neon scene as cruel and cold as
mary's scream.
2 to tomorrow, 2 to tomorrow; fight the sorrow, fight the sorrow.
2 to tomorrow, 2 to tomorrow; fight the goddamn sorrow. go meet
your girl in fields of azure green, go meet your girl in fields of azure
green, go meet your girl in fields of schizoid azure; oo let de neon scene come back to dream?
2 to tomorrow, 2 to tomorrow; fight the sorrow, fight the sorrow. 2 to
tomorrow, 2 to tomorrow; fight the goddamn sorrow. go on a trip, and the
acid heart will seize, go on a trip and greet a bread-disease.
the earth seems over - just look over your shoulder: eyes nearby seethe
across enemy heads and nuclear bees
the earth seems over- just glue to whores: spies nearby suck blue deeds
and a beady bummer christ gets rippled by de beast and its female wheeze
2 to tomorrow, 2 to tomorrow; fight the sorrow, feed hot haloes
and cum now to the renal purse we must sell to dweebs- O, we gotta
clasp a dirtier of red venal sauce and we must sire seraphic sky-glitter
2 to tomorrow, 2 till de gallows
uh uh uh uh: easy eaters of Eden dip drowners beneath bled strippers
loved the
end, always did, loved the end since we were kids; loved the end since we
turned fay
loved the end, always did: loved blue tenements since laird god kissed clay
ooo a dinner ate in darkness drug-wrenches two teeth as an isle of clits
gets swallowed by old bled minds and fucked gloves
O 2 to tomorrow
O 2 to tomorrow
O 2 until the clock of sorrow; ah ah ah ah ah
AMEN..we sail for sinks when a family head-rose rids mien of slips
and a saddener in rinks appear sprayed across vinyls and coda trips
AMEN.. we sail for pinks as familial snake-clothes drink to grey lip
and we realise god's mind
and we penalise god's glamour
AMEN AMEN AMEN...
2 to tomorrow, 2 to tomorrow: no-one here may face the sorrow
2 to tomorrow, 2 till bled mallows
get gutted under sawn dust; and eager beavers swim across shadowed
baby bunting bends
2 to tomorrow, 2 to tomorrow: nobodaddy dies for swallows and
oh, as kissers hiss across sex-ice
then blaggers under crypts must render christs as dead as England's
evil whiteness
Uhh as we ride from country sleep then we race across serums
Uhh as we cry, then we arise from meat
and woollen wolverines weep for tongues when vast hills sleep
across a puny wolf-tail; and, ah, we widen for gems as sirens
come deeply down in a drugged mind
O 2 to tomorrow
O 2 to tomorrow
O 2 until the clothes in meadows get greased up by talons
oooo we arrest salt faiths within blonde bays and falons
oh use the signs of waggerers whose cosine hunts maidens
oh use the spines of swaggerers whose blue whine hardens
oh oh; an acid teamster gives fay fallowers to swine-gardens
and we get out of town to find a red city underneath ravens
come spurting concrete vagina from cartels of easy dragons
oooo
oooo

THE END.

*
darkeners resemble dropped red wine
hardeners assemble ferret foods where vines
dig partners with the soft mind's sweet quietus
and a head-lip kisses daffs
and a bed-lip kissess sleep's rose-mask

darkeners resemble dropped acid snows
o, eateries used by kangaroos anoint fever
with shivery camphors
and the murdered son we all knew will scissor
aside bleeders

darkeners, de-clapped, don dukedoms from
a dizzy venal table on which stale foods cum
lunging till the dead reap a snappered cut-gun
and bellers swing till applers fail
and cellars hide de house-killed; and

asia under genius goes gathering up the teas

*
there are lazy lopping visors inside of me
there are mazy sloping rivers aside of me
and a female under soap gets guttered by
manxes and illegitimate garlanded butterflies
and skulled bound mind priories race for plied
poesy pussy penumbras
and the fakir at the coast walks across cars
and a phantastic picker-host swishes across
a martian parabola

there are lazy moping alien visitors to seeds
there are a crazy scoping river riders
come huffing lungs when faces flicker for steeds
and massive pony-stems
arrive back homeward only to find all locks changed
and, oo, a stapled baby-burn
sucks from a false bosom where a canny sea-fern
sheds strutting sores across spoars and candy-germs

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

*
15/07/2021

work-in-progress title: C/O the Bony Body Believer
first draft poem then poem-song

the bony body believer whose handsets cause noise to move
must, cusped, deceive mesh with soaked boys
and we mitch on the Thames
and we itch when guns under gins
appear cat-garlanded with thudding sindling body-wings
and a warring head in the South
arrive bleeded;
and we freeze up
and we freeze down; and rabbits inside cups appear dimmed
with helters and soda-sluts

ah aphonal pig kids grasp gutters with twinned hands and ice
appears dented by beds and daughters
and a cheesy heart-scribe scatters yeast across judas christ
and, once dilated, a draggler of doom
dreams of spind sin and venal rooms
and a bladderer, binned, taunts VD with naked glassrooms.

O, once across a soft mind, we arise as we die fast away

*
the nanny kids whose gracious grandiose fathers use clay
will hereby cherish all veined cusps
and a grande mal wall stains us with bruising eye-trades
and, oo, epilepsy under dust forces fitters to use braids
to star-strangle beds with sauces

the bunny pigs whose endlessness drags salts for graves
will hereby perish aside renal cradle-crusts
and a pushy sad pussy uses dogs for trussed head-slaves;
and, once gone softly mad, nooses
appear murdered by mental shafts and penile oozes

and a cavvy crusader for metal masks ram mind-mousses
and a cagy soul-raider stops to listen to love
and a blender of coal-raisers rot, and love feeds horses

*
mentalis uses aged idiot untimed digitalis to suck fuck
o an easy egg-moon nooses mittens
and a copious bed chooses kittens instead of dogs
and, la la, endlessness oozes
aside prisms that cause sparks to cry across kittens
and a blended bat-spire
uses hands for feline canine knees,
and a leader of gob grits bled teeth across sheets

mentalis uses rancid fig-floats for imbeciles as meat
gets parried beneath blind boats
and a cherried sky-wreath binds stoats to red wheat
and a daddy jumps
and a mummy jacks for wine
and a burying slap forces vines to junk all wet sleep

the nanny nestlers whose cavvies rest in pure hay
will enter ratty robins into caverns of pure day,
and lovers of eaten rodents

appear peppered but never forgotten.

*
setting a TV deeply down, a foreign face aside mutton
gets slapped with blood-sounds
and, oo, a naked crib gets rotted when easy diamond
appears force-fed to gardens
and a fast garden appears false
and a head-wasted tear has to cause sweat to flower

setting a TV under towns, a sovereign rider of flour
causes signalling mentalis to raise a liar from towers
and a bended bed-baker
must bail out; O, a naked clown sunders after baiters
and a coded cryer
cups deviant fires when
daughters to tyres will sunder stone with sweet hems
anda cacaphony of painted squires

get rudely killed by endlessness; and sadness
retires from heels
and a daddy sky renders reels as fucked as humans

*
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

*
relapsers whose mentophrenic star-gun shoots a latent moon
come, unclothed, to a naked car-drum
and drummond boys whose easy star-scrum uses tunes to
petrify dolts with sirens
and a bolted bragger seasons pinions with lewd lungs; oo,
a sacrificial summer snake
appears made mind-bald and, once boned, a renal cake
will feed coffins to wept valleys
and coffees, screwed, use ballets to break heaven down
and unicorns must surely run pugs through.

readers of tomorrow's news will cherish cablers when sound
buries busts aside sleuths
and a cafe-calf uses cows for roots
and a rested mask dons taverns from newts as efts drown
and a pooler of gun
hoots as she shoots; and alarms under suns pukes crowns
and, once across a bled mad mind,
sunderers of loss rend a red radical from caverners

relapsers whose schizophonic cascade stops riveners
will, here and now, shine like a five pence
and a festive cloud drives lights with vanners; and rivers
will slide a cowler under
brute space when fever causes ticks and fleas to render
riders of red corn
with shendless fawns; and writers with wordlessness
hiss for porn?

*
duping dizzy dukedoms will writhe as writers on red hills
will surrender cunt-combs to ancthers
and easy munk-moans stone razors with monkeries
and a coded scissor-roaches
appear junked while jailed
and a puller of dials sails way up high when nunneries
get sent to illegal porn-vales
and we pray for praying dirt where a nuclear grail
appears forgotten

duping dizzy pukedoms will arrive home to find ant-hills
crashlanding termitic scrublands around mental ear-drills
and a robotic pusher
appears rended by darted lashy kissers
and we eat ourselves a pile of leeches
and we treat ourselves a vinyl ghost; and evil beeches
get stabbed to sweet death

relapsers whose quadrophones cause splitted heads
must, grooved, share evil cellphones with slittted beds
and i will forever fight the feelings till men play dead
and, masoning, night drools for ceilings
and a torchy knife-light has to surrender loaves to reds

and easers of easels drink lead from genius oil-paint
and reelers of measels
cause crazy mazy muscled men to squint then faint
and we weep after eagles
and we feed laughter when hazy seagulls use bread
to sharpen whores with regals

and a vacant good fat dada hoists skirts then begs
ah ah ah: a waxen ship-scam foists hurt upon dregs

*
the idle easterly arising head-dead may well suffer blue sirens
o evil fanny witherings dig for red slaves
and, la la, cellars under grids will cause bodies to use sirens
to serenade dirt with nuclear knaves
and curators of hurt will get led to navels when
fatal fotal farmers insided hills
appear farted under harvests; and a cobra under bitumen
grease up
and, la la, carted thunder rams raw sonar across odd mien
and eyers will ride again
and spirallers will reign upon a statue in a town of pain

and easers of seagulls peck for carrion when soft rain
appears lip-bled
and heapers of bled molls snip clawers
and a rider of lead drawls after shakers of purple grain
ah, a scissored God thralls
ah, a featherer, balled, mauls a vast vacant woman
and, once scarved, dolls will rasp sweet cant when stains
appear bled from brawls

the idle easterly arising head-dead may well suffer klaxons
o evil peddlers, corn-crying, spread clays when aliens
get sweated underneath crazers of bled brain; and seasons
appear gutted by space men
and, as we get eyed, then we learn of death
and, as we get spied, then we study death;
oo, a naked butcher-baker sidles for atomic-sex

*
the local easy eden-eaters who ride from rinsing rainbows
must, once lobbed, shoot reapers
o evil peasy apple-readers use plum for pears; and old crows
slide aside bleeders
o evil queasy gable-sleepers use guns for players; and de rose
has to arouse mitchers from killers

the local easy eden-heapers who writhe from kinkers slow
a rabbit-robe with a fatal fotal female guise
and a dummy drum forces junglers to glide across crows
and, oo, shadowers of horses
hereby ride to sleep
and, oo, meadowers, pealed, issue fields from hearses
and a bellower, bummed,
hits to a horned beat.

and easers of mind-swells accuse gobbeting bull ships
of carrying sodomites to fusers
and, uh, once soul-married, noosers aside skull-slit
have to mar a martian killer to
mud-burials; and cremators who burn god's bruise
must shudder
and a father of la ramblas hisses for heaven's brood

AMEN

*
these are the fatal dad-fastening collonades of blue zion-heaven
ah, these are our coaxing dealings that
fascinate bulls with wax darjeelings,
and pincher men rip dashes from dottings as little ravens raid
a rabbler of pussy plebs
oh, a candid candy-bed feeds cocoa-plips to devs whilst rats
jeer at bones, brains and astral voices;
and, oo, once across love's mind, hoisted pits appeared fat
and, oo, once across god's grind, moisture-trips used tat to
form a buzzy bride from lemon blorters

the local easy evening eaters who prise up from plenuries
must supper after the forks and knives of a bosom; and eyries
get glassed over with plumers of tribal gabby bison; and babies
use a microphone of loosening head with demons; and lavvies
appear shredded across blown flies and harpes.

uh uh uh: elms and pony tyburns ride aside de bodies as daffies
appear wedded to galleries
and death's galleries are shining
and, oo, a pusher of pelmets drag droppers for tweezers as,
ladening, ashers of helmets dribble across wards
uh uh uh: pines and hoarse star-burns dress down for de birds
.
Hah..

*
the anointers of a dredged soul has to force sex to glisten
the appointers of a wedged soul
appears deified by cornices and evil mictions
and a blader of dives gets rented to bladders and kitchens
and a dummy gun shoots cartoons

o easy liars fib for lions when dangerous milkers use seasons
to swallow funereal mires
o easy cryers grab for pelt-pens
and a drabbler of fires weakens heads when nightlings wire
spire-shakers to fluid glue machines

and a rapier of mad gal-kids drink to latrines; O, pactive spires
get shoved down drains
and fires on stairways use deniers for peasy veins;
and, once across a plum-line, dressers of queasy champagne
will sunder a blatherer with feinted tawny sea-choirs

*
the eyers of laded ruins rise up from a filthy isle; O, wheezers
appear lashed to screw-ins
la la, riders under lost pups glow as they flow for beezers
and a latent head-pin moistens pricks with tweezers
and, la la, seagulls and agers and oven-pigs abuse spun sin

and a bender of wives bridles bled summer scribes with
haloers of mixed menkind

Uh
.*
slivered while spiced, a director to mammaries uses twine to
unravel cellves under postmodernist families
and a tractor on a false moon grips to maladies
and a crippler, inside plugged volts, damages easy memories

slivered while diced, a proctractor of lamenters uses blues to
serve a pudding louse to defectors of dementers and cemeteries
and a bleeder seen far out at sea
slackens for burnt sky-whales

and woven wooden idlers knot unnatural faces across veils
and dirtying sailor-skin rots for scared star-pistols
and a damager of flavas lynches the sucklers under crystals
and a blender of pulers poo upon the orignal earth
and, seen crisscrossed, a blinded second birth swerves

against felters of rat-coshed cosy retardive salt birds: worlds
come crying; and, la la, mitteners of unspeakable child-pearls
appear leaden with chops and sauce and monkeys
and a dipper for lamb-sweet sand causes stoving families
to render a sky-writer as dead as the first sun: Lo, seminaries
loosen bulbed bloods

*
mute poetry and loud science are very much the same
the indigo dichotomy is the painted red Void between.

work-in-progress title: the silver patinas of one zillion easy maids
1st draft poem then poem-song

the silver patinas of one zillion easy maids must
sunder milks with dusts
o evil scatterers, dubbed, delve after city cusps
and idioms of mermen
appear affixed to pins; and a laden lady's crust
gets sliced

the silver patinas of one zillion easy slaves must
render dirt from deep deaths;
and a faceless gun, heaped, shoots nest with musk
and a damaging summer, nuked,
pules within twinning puked breasts

massive melders, rended, upend god then fail.

*
nestlers under paradise, spended, scatter seasands
aside rockers; and a naked car-defender uses jams to
carry croppers to flaccid farms
and a delver of broods suppers for sperm when
ideal featherers stew cuppas
and a golden mind-mouse swallows muddlers when
blinders bend bods across waters

nestlers under summer-christs use eyes for shelves
o, pestlers under winter-heists
drag green zion for waterbead and a naked dice
appears softened under crap games
and a holy house gets dozed with tweezers; o, life

ignites the dead and done; and tears fall from a
deviller; O, we use accusers as we crash knife-stars.

*
easter-xmas appears rended under wives and, loaded,
rders under tears gets rented
to sealing mind-flats; and a schism, shended, clothes
a vodox body in a vanned rose
and a faceless dream appear closed

easter-xmas appears rended under prides and, coded,
writhers under spheres get rented
to chimneys and red bricks
and a naked body boy bounces down hayricks
and ideal fataed ladies swim forever

nestlers under meddlers noose rot and cry forever.

*
the ironers of green genoas use hangers for scissors
o ripeners of dreams use floaters
to fasten kids to eyes; and a vended soaper river
appears fed to vast brawls
and, oo, a vacant DVD gets lanced from killers
and, oo, a vagrant city-deal
appears succoring across weals; and aged mirrors
render dirt from sex-disease and meals

easter-xmas appears tended by ribbands and killers
cry forever
and, la la la, rifflers whose heads get smothered will
rape a radio with a tawsed glass spire
and we weevilise for masks as wideners use drills
to sunder berries with gas-fires

uh these messy salt days will shoot flame dead.

*
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.

*
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

uhhh

*
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,-

when once sapplings fail to yield crows
then filigree fatalists will rent fields to rogues
and pokish hisser men must reel
aside from pure grass; and heapers seal
atomisers under dirt glass
and, la la, a reader of clasps will
appear leaden as birth murders all hills

uhh

*
when torn of tiring tongues and the bled words understream
aside lofts, then feasted fan-vans don birds
and a latent beast appears leased to guns when coldstreams
appear ladied aside boners of bed suns and female dreams

when once sapplings fall then a filigree statue will use cream
to stir easy cheeping robin-porridge into atomic vein-screens
and, oh, once across god's mind, a granite panicker
sky-scented daddy cylcones across hands and knees and

cocky rocker horses get dipped under brands as islands
get stricken by flavoured drip-towels
and fathers will render beaks as good as owls; and england
appears ravaged by daughters, sons and father; and hands
jam diviners across grassy meats and growl radio; and

vowelled beasts and fowl must sacrifice dolls to brigands

once upon a bled time, maleficient cast-offs used pans
to sausage cook biblers with magnificent arses; o, plans
get rind-ravaged by dirtyers of cognative purses; o, rams
supper after bull-meats and bluesing pony-wheat; and drams

appear scented by granular veins and imbecilic edams..

*
rivallers of salted towers use mud for sugar
drivellers, inside flowers, use blood for paper
and a dicky owl, made from puce,
prickles soft cinnamon with father-naked pepper
la la, ass-wipes, lashed, rid brothers from lepers
and, o, as leprous leotard trips cause veins to snap
then budders, loused, slit wards with fatal bum-sap

rivallers of salted towers use muds for features,
and world cinema is here today
and, film-fed, treddlers of fear smell sweet clays
and, triced, bubblers, scared, sear venal odd claves
and teetering beer-trays set alight to focal sex-plays
and a dicky dirt-denier
hits to stolen washing and the napes of the dead;

and ideal facers drink to red apes; and we are abed?

*
pulleyed wide-opened spaces glean a badge from de dark
bellied mind-opened faces
appear cut by the space men tread
and we volley whores across cream-stores when laces
get sullenised by balders of meanies

pulleyed wide-opened aces glean a cab from de park
o, minted minotaurs dream of Eden
and a plated dinosaur comes screaming inside de Ark
or is it more that the retro dead use eyes for beaneries?

*
the soffits of the mad are always filled
la, officers of the bad grease up for wives inside mills,
and defiant dom daniel
gets cruelly stabbed to death
and a deviant St Peter angel murders most everything
and domed dolor inside red rain dollops cuts from rings

the soffits of the mad are always filled
la, prophets under crab will forever stink of shit-reels
and a venereal father scarpers from LA tides
and a coaster of de mother scatters torn dyes where
aladdin leaps across a goosed gold lamp;
and wideners aside Loss leers where tea-plants clamp
gatherers of sweet pot-leaves

and weavers stitch mush to sails
and bleeders stitch dust to trailed screaming
and i have seen the birds of war soliciting for gorged
gourami bud-baths

AH
*
the derangers of titty silks will suffer all city dens
la, as urban bends don milks then dufflers under gems
appear heart-dilated,
and a father to mutatives must render red heads
from mamma pits
and a fever under lips must render bled beds as from
damagers of dames and rushes
and, o, when wry sickle moons dream of crushes
then blowers of spy-pickles
will send bods to sleep

all ways?

*
i will use a male skirt for a mind
i will use sawn hurt for blood; and, o, where kids crouch,
then tawny sky-shirts may well linger all alone
and a blabberer of a sex hostesss dons a sleek comb,
and, oo, blabbed pompidores and combs
carve creations across daddy mouths and tine-loam
and a mute mind shaver
cuts human fur from labia when a huntress on de field
appears cast across laser meadows

and a blended beard-bone suffers drowned seas as
ladeners of beer-drones cause valved vulva to crash
directly down a female shadow
O, once upon a blue mind, shavers of sweet palavers
get stabbed inside blunted blonde-billows
and dreamers on a grey cliff hurl drinks down bananas
and screamers lace cods to fish-carts;
and, wounded, space rubs bruises a baited cat-chart

o please ooze tears?

*
the rabbiters who repeat on wide hares
must, crushed, soothe bunny with spheres
o, electrifiers, smoothed, shoot buck lairs
and a baking hair-heart
rotates across a revolving bath
and, la la, soapy small cocked blood evenings
assume drawl from skinny veus-masts
and a gabby dum-dum presses valves when ceilings
get trampled under linoleum and puled darjeeling

o, a spined mind-traveller will goose gold flesh from
clever tummy curtains
and an acid sea-drum cums capturing grey surgeons
and, well-hung, penises roped from oak trees
must summon dung from poppies and elm-teas
and curvy cunt creators
get dammed under shavers of doctors and lost beads

*
once deus deity has sailed across a molten sea
then a dogdayed larder
will appear frozen under swollen kitchen slather
and a cat-kisser uses feline prisms for sparked bees
ah, a lonesome puce child marine mates gases with
stove-striking biffy broads
and we watch gaffy brawn made sweet
and we touch a tawn roof star-founded under rigs

o once deus deity has flailed, then a petrol emery
must clash with corn-cavers,
and writers on the rain nestle aside bodiers of labia
and drippers who swim
against bad tides will summon easter from xmas-flavas
and a browner of thrills
proves evil racists dead as god found aside mumbler hills

la la, we may have to rush upon our run while feeding ills
with angus fragilis
and, o, keen slows in the dark deal serpentines to habilis
and, o, green crows carry manx-fats to reptiliaries

*
mad poetry and science are much the same:
the spruce dichotomy is the laden Void between.

*
END..

work-in-progress title: Torn of Trilling Tongues
1s draft poem then poem-song

when torn of trilling tongues, a lazy budder mouth must reel
across blurred fields where a midnight sun shines across weals
and a daisy dog-goat has to use genoas for wynds
o when a tasty derider causes blooders to shudder, then seals
may well mystify a spinal coda with babbies
and ashen raiders drive soda aside widowers and lobbies

once upon a dead time, a hatted reeler will sunder heels; Ah,
a stationary dog caught in whirring stasis
hisses; and a cog under stalks will entertain evil faces
and, la la, a rider of tundra wades inside veins as nude cars
appear rendered under wifers of scribes

*
when torn of trilling tongues, an amazing headpiece steals
ladeners with blown flies and easy freaking mind-meals
and a hot rotted kid's blue meal
has to fasten cotted pigs inside pealed bummers; O, eels
appear fed to faceless factories
and a red-blue suede shoe renders picks as dead as rubies

once upon a bled time, a ratted healer will murder ill doobies
with swellers of faithful downs-syndrome-touch; and
eyers will swell as sex smiles
and a naked puller of desks taunts wood with wigwams;
and teeterers, made from dials, shoot eager vitamins

when torn of trilling tongues, am amazing mind-piece deals
wanderers to tarots aside playing cards,
and an ideal perot layers reaming bards with sex-hards;
and easers of parrots use idolisers for pigs

la la.

*
when torn tawny tuttering townsmen drive kids to neon urban sleep
a daddy of all-mind-time
caresses salts with salved cunt-lime
and a bedded burner child uses junk for vines when slavers use sleep
to murder beds with prisms,
and, o, once across a grid, crocus turners made pistols seem like eyes
and, la la, a shower in a wall uses gas for water
and, o-la, a flower on a stall uses glass for daughters

when torn teary cascaded kid-bends cause cities to bend, then skies
get star-gassed with dirtyers of wicked claws and eaten heart-slides
o, a dizzy dada goose gets ground up
and, in cedars, meese appear decked by animal wee and slit-sluts

once upon a red spine, daffy doctors dragged heat from king tut
and, oo, a tartering biddy boy bounces across meteors
and, oo, a fascinating dizzy gal-child flooses loss with centaurs
and, la la, fastening bleary cat-wiles uses guns for furred mind-cuts
and we weevilise a venal word

*
when easy painted bile-books cause sundays to shrivel up
then, mazed, feinted smile-spooks cause maundays to suck
aside bones and green muck
la la, a filthy blonde street cuts dukes from queens
and de kind killer prince and his murdered canary uses fuck
to idolise maimers of money and horse-nuts

when once pharoahs grind, then mentalis must use dreams
to petrify floated fictional forests with dopers of green screens;
and eyers weaponise odd parents
and flyers with wicked mad verse-agents drag dolls for dust

once across a corban, pretty poxers will punish red lusts
under drams and clams and old edam
and a naked nailer of brigands face into six mental tusks;
and, ooo, a fatal flighter will deface rubber bands with
a bouncy false skirt
uh, we drag damagers for caned hurt.

when easy painted smile-crooks steal god's purse then
eaters of eden-rifles scatters bone across aphonal children

Uh.

*
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.

*
the simmerers of silly shallowers use haloers for vermin
la, ideal killers use dilly gallowers for genoas
and, oo, the green zion of a waterbead hereby uses birds
to whistle deaths across five holy winds
o, a dizzy dappler, moon-made, accuses welps of curs,
and a natal fascist will don jade
and a fatal body-drill will drop graves across nice furs

out across a dreamy corban, we find kinemas vaulting
angular perfumes with neon bees
and, o-la, a fascinator, pigged, boozers after evenings
and, o-la, a procastinator, figged, will cut-up ceilings
with furious human seals

the simmerers of silly hallowers use genoas for pins
la, eaters of guns and greasers
appear wed to drums as fierce heaper captures winds
and the conical dancers of the dead
get clasped underneath dolorous nuclear sea-bread

and a cabering cavvy child uses dogs for cat-lead

*
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.

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

*
the iron riders of easy tigers will sidle for eager drivers
o, as sad lifers drag idlers, then meddlers may use lovers
to sermonise lyons; and all cats will live forever
and, la la, rammers of dolls will cause catkind to
cause heaven to fall from hills; and god's cat moves
bleedering evil humanity from pinchers
o, red iron spewers pule as riders spew warts

out across buried petals, a grey genoa uses salts for
pretend child cruet-sets;
and we will use christ for happy pets as we use walls
to caress kittens and make dogs happy

the iron riders of easy dancers will rival sex as drawl
gets pissed upon a sweet stall
and, o, as we shit on Mars, then bikers under Saul
must crap across tooth-calves
and a nuclear floss roof-carved a stone from malls;
and dooming deniers get

serviced by the illegal porny internet; and kecks get
swaggering from a bled cock-roll
o, a fatality that causes kids to crow issues old gold
from tissuers of meddlers and sweet fist-nets;
and smokers in a cherry fire
drag dolters for skin as windy baby-spire uses souls
to rummage after glue-gyres

and we extemporise healers with easy motel-choirs

ugh

*
when the modernist in its retro howth castle uses fans for stripes
then a fotal eyer spins; and a vernal mouth-muscle uses mites for
termetic pigs and frisky chasers;
and, o, a naked puller of pukers appears forced to feed from lasers,
and these are the days of drabblers
and these are crazy days when estrangers use rulers for rabblers

when the moronic poet-pigs get word-shafted, then a dizzy failure
must croak as shimmerers rend bird
and, la la, soakers of parrot-pegs don burrs from brandy fevers
and a nuclear face-roper drags curves for sea-guns
ah, a local bended blind hero telephones decks then uses curd
to sink naked sleep aside birded tree-turds

when the modernist in its retro howth castle uses vans for mikes
then a metal-mind-saint moves growth to parcels
and a rapine bodifier bolts runes to stoats when evil rat-rites
cause holy animals to scream as horses cry
uh, a natal blood naveller fuses old purses with emetics: gone,
wide pushers of devillers wrap roses around city mums
and we are in the mummy cloths
and we are glassy; and we dream of moths

once across a blue mind, curtal vineyards drink to de Cross
and melodious lost minds appear murdered by child candy-floss
and a deflector in a false wynd
must, once reeled, serve fast grimes to stirred spies
and i will surrender pervs to masks when a garret drags dives

Uh?

*
dapplers of easing eye-sucrose hereby anoint gels with summers
o ald ripplers, bleeding, sky-seize mind-tides
and a daddy seashore lends mods to Ides; and a fierced bride
will surely soften as she grinds

dapplers of teasing ear-dextrose hereby anoint gals with thunder
and a madam moon-store uses hands for limes
and, oo, where a spine-score issues rams then easy larders
will tape a mined sun

la la, we feed from sweet guns as we guide coasters in farters

we weevilise the vacant dead and we sear lofts with land-crows
and a metaller to serpent-bread uses eynes for statues: old clothes
get stolen as mad seas scream

out aloud.
*
la la, an easy mind-chair moistens mien with treacle fear
la la, a daffy grinder melds a sad mouth to splashed tears
and a demander under moss
gets remanded aside gay money lost
la la, an easy mind-chair moistens men with steeple spears
ahh, a boulder in air fastens glebes to bitumen when spheres
appear gandering across naked leas and blunted hearts
and, oh, when once death's holiday loosens junked darts
then gabblers, sucking, will surely remedy laps with crossed
candy bakers

la la, an easy mind-snare moistens scraps with biked rears
la la, a goofy under grimers drinks to paps as burnt venirs
appear fed to sudden multiofoliate pippers and lost years
o, once across a garden, romantics shoved peppered drapers
aside bullets of milk-slaves
la la, mentalis, cockhorsed, will remand blue strippers where
ideal mammas leap ten zillion leagues from an urban eye-tare

la la, a dicky brain-blow appears force-led to mental hair
o-la, a strippler, veined, appears sauce-fed to mantle-mares;
and a stallion mac gets dropped
and a stallion rat gets stopped
dead as the dawn. And ideal shoppers get flayed by prayers
and, ooo, once a damning day, lighters revolved as flares
appeared drowned

Uh..
*
the jazzing kids who jack their fathers will surrender to the dizzy dark
la, massing cribs, stunned with laughter, remember death inside the park
and a wolf-sealed Man has to fight for light as naked city fugues
appear nusselled by gas;
O, a mad sarcophygus gets pharoah-hanged
and a merlin on de water appears dunged by daisies and star-flues;
and dilation, undersouled, sears lungs with babies and car-screws

the jazzing kids who jack their mothers will surrender to the daffy ark
la, kissing cunt-pyramids snare doggers from december when
easter-xmas runts chew candy egg while a rotted poacher uses hens
to sunder a chemic craft from dangerous sea-smiles
O, a goofy junker jumps sex prison
O, a daffy spunker enters porn-missions
and a daddifer of centaurs appears sweated when old vales spin

aside delicate winter-sleuths whose latent poem-harness uses sins
to supper after the cuppas and forks of a starved girl-mood; o, skin
has forever appeared evil and racist to love and me
ah, dukers of vinyl hordes may well drink to pure quiet
ah, moochers of vagina bawds may well toast de blue with violets

and an eager scratchman nestles fawked straws aside utmost winds
and, laaa, matriarchies dine on tables
and, laaa, bleeders of times trickle down a bender of mind-cables

uh?

work-in-progress title: Oo Disabled Star-Fire
1st draft poem then poem-song

oo disabled star-fire drips milk across children
oo eye-tables, carved, snip sex as grey pilgrims
appear force-fed
and a dummy gun shoots malt breads
and a fanny son dies in sex battle

and an eager templar prays for voids as rattles
appear slain by doctors;
and today's sylvan proctors abuse lovers of
all sweet roman powers
and blood roses use minds for flowers

*
oo disabled car-fire drops rilks across pigeons
ooo sky-fables, starved, snip deaths a god's bins
appear rended by nuclear grey diamonds;
and a shatterer of eyes will don bake as ole sins
get layered
and a body-park uses flavas to hit soft ribbons

and an eager parrot's loud head speaks in tongues
and, la la, easy fist nets appear rendering
daffy chews and revolving flats; and old lungs
appear fist-led to a fucker
and a bone underfire gets cuttlered by mommas

*
the nuclear head-voids where vodox caused eyes to close
must, dunked, use boys to surrender boats to de rose
and, oo, old clothes get stolen
and, oo, cold robes get stolen,
and an easy Eyrie drinks to sirens as bender of a garden
cups blue titties
and a naked ditty must achieve cum as bods in rabies
achieve a filthy fluke-signal-sign,
and easy drivers of dukes crap along polers and biddies

oo disabled car-fire drops rooks across granaries
oo heart-candled sapphires will raise dudes from canaries
and a dead-bedded tulip-tan
arrive aside soul-breaded chicken cancan
and, once drivelled, a naked kitchen causes chefs to
render blonde sex as a dead as human sedans

and an eager perot will slip cunts inside carkeys when
blinders of bastardisers snip junks then spread edams.

*
o under rifles, spenders of lips send bedders to jams
o under cables, benders of trips send rizlas to rams
and, necked, saviours to crypts rends scissors; and
jacking cocoa-hearts must send mental rivers to canned
crabby sea-juice

o disabled car-fire drops knives down stainers when
spillers of stars rot forevermore
and, once pooed upon, naked forcibly jabbed women
will surely come to in a lost dead wards

o under flukey masser men, a dropper aside havens
drags a damsel for fly
and a zipping soul uses prides to snap easy raisins;
and we will weevilise the dead
and we will show gummers to bad lead

o a carrion crime-curser hits to lads as slicers send
doomy deniers to nestling yeast tongues
and, la la, we extend pissing beasts aside buns
and, la la, we intend to eat in de east
but a penis on the mind assures us of starved mums

and an eager parrot will play dead as birdy parlatans
dream of salters and hills
and, oh, a satanic hand will touch warm as ravens
get stoned then cooked by moggies
and a crooked cooking egg gets crunched.

*
these are our mallard days where we lever lyons from cane
these are our dullard days
and me and your mad shadow must snip caves from veins
or else answer to de crocus graves

o there are endless sporrans here which arouse gods
o a dainty paw realises the real reason for cats as lords
get washed down genius ireland, wales, scotland

and a naked pastor dreams for sea-slams as england gets
blended up, up
and, o, down, down goes the evil town where ole pups
get led to dear wild hound heaven;
and a daugter's son will forever go missing,
and a holy wept drum uses pentacled evenings for
a party; and lobbiers of fuses come down as war

sinks bruised cries into butters: Ahhh, eyers snore

*
the bedragglers under slippers hereby rock de hour
o red spine-stranglers render papers from grey flour
and we baked ourselves a cake-hot eye-bun; and suns
get scented with riders of sweet stapes
and, la la, a puler of fathers will send snakes from guns
o, a fuser of a beller
appears perfumed, but knelling funkers will forever
drag dens for cellars

o these are our palace days where we leer from windows
o these are our mallus days
and, once pecked apart, lashwide tits and eyes will
seize diamonders from romancers and evil star-drills
and, once benched, votaries cause diamates to thrill
after daddy doomers
o these are our palace days where we weep for haloes

Ahh, a darkening mind-malice will drag salt seed from
drainers of hardeners and lousing milks
and a drapering scotcher will sink creams underguns

*
yes, a madam of a mad mind will send a breaker unto
a tidal sex-storm,
yes, a madam of a sad rhyme will send rattles under
screwers of rubies and fawns
and a bled falllow deer swarms hands when thunder
appears scented, just like a dead sweet child

and an eerie ripper uses foam for flights; and fathers
don aviaries when soft freed birds
appear drained, and soft freed birds flee from words
and a fool in both god's eyes
will surrender christs to sweet-sky
and a patient to Andromeda will wed Hector to
designers of puke-breasts

yes, a madam of a mad mind will send sailors unto
a widening of torn tracheas
and a woollen head-layrnx uses medea for pulled
belly boyfriends
and i am fascinating
and i am oozing pealings
yes, a madam of a mod mind will rent blabber to
curators of surged pure damage

and an eerie ripper uses foam for flights; and whores
may well catch a rat aside a calamity
la la, we weep for de cap
la la, we sleep with de cat
la la, we heap brain-resins from diggers and bawd

uh.

*
the signal sounds aside a holy wasteground must
sunder diggy lippy with naked musk,
and a diddum under lip will render cola lust with
a nucleus of storms
and a fascist feather gets tickling under red ribs
and, oo, a faceless gallower
gets flexed by cunt-sea-lies
and a meshing monk bought tits then died

the signal sounds aside a haloers will use pus
to sirenise resounders with bellowers; and mush
must appear shedded for
dizzy peg eggs; and peg egg gets boiled dry
and, la la, deadly rams dredge kecks for scythes
and a dallier, inside trams,
erect an urban trampoline from wifelings: scams
appear reddening

and a focal fotal spine-reader must push prams
across buzzy baby-buggies
and we will execute the sex-mad
and we will pollute death with scabs; and, oo,
when parambulations die
then idle devil-razors will surely snap
and sex is very old and old sex is a pile of crap

*
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

Uh?

*
as these buttery mind rockers are seen now shaping blue graves
then a digger of wine scatters blonde dreams
and a fatal foetus on a salt mind
hit to a pinnace beat; and dolters of wynds will shaft tea-trays
across a sea of heat;
as these buttery mind mindists are seen now shading genoa
then bedders under vines
will render rented eye-swine with fuhrers of blood aromas
and a bleeded spine-shake
appears bended, just like a scuffed knee-curtsy
and an odorous penile kite launches kestrels to winged curry

and defectors of the senile dead will toss a feverish gallery
aside a drooling ship of death,
and a ship of death will sunder wrecks when easy families
get sundering aside wolf-skins
and, la la, buttery mad mutterflies will use periphera for a
nucleus; and menial heart-showers
will surrender spirit-mints with addlers of egg and flour

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

*
utterances of demure silver sink pies under meat-butters
o romancers, made pure, appear live
but, once stained, decorous heart-lies cause beehives
to surrender mutants to marshy kids; La, we will scutter
and, o-la, we will stutter after
tawny evil towns when little fathers use sky for gutters

utterances of demure killers sink pines under sweet-labia
o, defamers of insidious rippers get riddling aside flava
and a pulleyknife will certainly tear the cities down; and,
as we get reared from flies
then we use blowers for sinking buzzy bottles aside sand

old messages, nuked, peer into puddy as vaginal rams
appear roped up then killed
o, gold fat fuhrers see into poesy where a naked wigwam
gets washed underfires
and a blender of samphires will snare caps with tyres
and, la la, we weevilise hills with a mute use of scams

O, a director of dicky dive men will suck butt from spires,
and an accidental picky PI gem
appears rippling across bled owlers and easy head-hens
and, la la la, coaxer abed with fowlers
will flounce aside red breaded pig-trotters
and, once aside de moon, lunar solar boys use murders

to serenade bar billiards then die fast away, forever.

*
there is a treacle massed mind that leads thought to waters
o there's an eagle come preying on the son of man
and, eye under mind, weavers hereby bolt food across pans,
and nuclear-moded, rivers use wet wipes to anoint daddies

there is a treacle massing wife who chews along de circus
o there's a seagull comes scavenging for the son of lambs
and a sheepy mictioner under-reaching de moon uses locusts
to snap an easy writher from closed lamps and de lotus

and, la la, occupiers of diviners acede to new sweet level,
and mad boys ride across ironers of zion sidlers when angels
appear car-trounced by dirtyers and funereal heart-anvils
and a tawny mind-tear will succour rams with dog-sandals

oo, a molten brain-bounder will summon docs from dials
oo, a frozen brain-blazer will summon cocks from smiles,
and easy peasy sonny diva has no mouth
and easy dizzy bunny diva has no throat nor mouth
and occupiers of stony screamers
attend to soft liars whose entertaining bible-bait dials

the hot cold extremely old streets of feeling dirty? Oh.
patents under solus sex-gold
tunes across one zillion seas to find drivers using shoals
to shuttler across a bendy breaker in a wintry wool
and i have seen dead Janus made eastern
and i have snapped chronos from dizzy evil missions

ooo eyers drink from melted fires as funeral pyres ooze
blinded stars and petrol plenuries; and cellves fuse booze

work-in-progress title; And Dangerous Mind-Milks Get Sundering Soft Eye-Cream
first draft poem then poem-song

and dangerous mind-milks get sundering soft eye-cream
o a veinous dizzy rilk suffers pluperfect ice
and a mangy mind-major loosens bud as directoire screams
appear knotted aside blue rain

o a cager of fishermen use angelled angels for gods when
a digger of blooming crows fuse handbells to bitumens,
and a bittering spy-craft nooses phlegm then
collides with blithe rafts

and the eaters of gold men summon suck from miction

*
when rendering dukes from dames, a nuclear mind-hall
appears ended
o, sin swims, and an evil blue friend uses tides for malls,
and a shippen soap shopper
gets greased when bedbound detective men use loppers
to summon blues from poppers

and dangerous christ-crows use carrion comforts to
attend dogs with feline monkeys;
and an evil ivory mad child dreams of devil honey
and, oo, mentalisms, made wild,
grow, just like evil children grow

*
and honking head-kids use pig-grids for the urgent death of Pan
o, sandy nose-rigs get blown on silk gowns,
and a nucleus of a git shows crowds to towns; and aged Ram
dollops heat across evil soft crowns;

and honking red-digs use hand-squibs where a natal sound
blends bone under juices; and an eager snare cuts ground from
diggers and de blue-veined whore-destroyer
and eyers ooze as screw-stains gut a cardial soul-washer

la la la, as we ride from radio-rodeos, then we learn of guns

*
o red-bedded feline human beauty hits to a hipped mind-beat
o dead-breaded mind women
appear deadened as a spinal rhinal pap issues milky reason
and a guarded flown flower
gets rammed; and town-leather uses eyers for tower as meat
gets meted to sperm-actives
and handbells and body-moss

o red-bedded ferine human duties rip rashes from pleb-heat
and a fierce ashy spire-gun
shoots bonced fires stoned dead when
ideal mental idiots scurry till weepies rush across de sun;
and a rose-head, married, swill wheaties

oo once upon a mod mine, whippers dig for coke-lungs,
and an easy rider taunts a major driver
and, cunted, rippers haunt a labia
and, shunted, deli rivers paint all fever dark as soft guns
and, once rented,
a fashionable factory on the hill shuts

*
these are our mallard days where we hip to an angel-street
these are our easy VD days
and, oo, as we surpass dolts with flowers then suet meat
may well cast rinds across clay.

these are our mallard days where we strip down: trades
get cancered as money died
and a moggy faith healer makes everything right: plaids
prove females burned by hair

these are our mallard days where we snip a vacant maze
ah, these are deadly word-plays
and a city under Jackals bark at the egyptian fathers
and, oo, fascinating earth-religions shake-up gizzards
and a menstrual dead body

hisses for nosferatus then drops a pursing angel

*
penny-pealing, a brewing darjeeling evening issues foods from
deadeners; O, a screwing bled ceiling hits tissues
and, la la, adventures under lead sucks gun-pellets when drums
appear lauded by salted peanuted walnuters
and a nuclear sky gets cut from cloud-grit as naked spy-mums
supper for bound spoons

penny-easing a dollar boot to a keen sky must render gums
as bleeded as vein-plowers
and a ferine waltz gets scoured
and a ferine vault gets swollen with whoring henny mummies
and we are wrapped in mummy cloths
and we are pyramid-appended.

oo these are our ballad days
oo these are our bollard days where we vault all lake-cities
oo as cars grow sour then entertainers of colts must raise
handlers from antlers
and, once across rivers, we wove hymens from sad blades

and, what with winters gone, we will ascend heat then raid
all boats, all barks, all easy money.

*
and we are in the mummy cloths where a fatal heart-hit
shudders for grey dummies
and, oo, fatal sky-scrums cause moths to render lips
as focal as gay-galleries
and a local gas must gun-murder eden and mammaries
oo as faces flow, then greasers of treason
cause strikers to send pearlers to blind love gardens

o we are in the mummy cloths, and filthy manequins
drag dolted crates for beer-collations
and a colons-mate snores
and a pylon-pate roars for ligons and tigrons
ah, we weevilise de moors
and we send blithe flags to a summer's gold ward

penny-easing a wallah suit on a blameless tree-bird
will surrender malts from brutes
and we render boats from dinner-jutes
and a pisser under rope stuns centaurs with flutes

La!

*
o what with minds in mad skulleries, a daddy whose wife lost flowers
we will sermonise bills with apiaries
and ideal idols under hills affixes fig to aviaries
and hollow rifles sunder meals with raw pig; and a naked sky-shower
will admonish idle Numbers
o what with minds in sealed nunneries, a mummy whose wife lost powers
we will extemporise lubes with tweezers, screws and soft porators
la la, and, once deified, cribs cause carpet-eaters to rock grey stickers
and we affix drugs to swelled walls
and we transfix mods to celled scrawls:

and we are wound in the mummy cloths as a world-wearied pyramid
causes endless earth faiths to render moths from wagging beard-Egypt,
and jaunting sesh cuts horus
downly down
o we will edenise sound with cruel salt-stores
o we will demonise clowns with foolish wept broads
and, once upon a forgotten time, tickers, swept, cuttle after seasaws

Ahhh.

what with minds in bad monkeries, an easing rose-ninny has to use
force ten sails for duped summer-bees
and, oo, a super fine killer will eat leaves
and, oo, a supperer of mines will reap beads
and, oo, we define doomy deniers when a nooser uses cold truths
to sharpen all sad reason

and there is no fucking reason.

Lahhh.

*
the easy edeners whose eyeless mammy gets skull-separated
will, once robed, use mindlessness for lovies
and we may look aside mules
and we may cook wide fools
ah, when easy reasoners use headers for footers then masses
will use false rules for sex and molasses
and, oo, an atomic flower interfuses gasses with cheap glasses,
and, la la, a seasaw's child-power
gets rotated across a red mown harvest bone from arses.

lo, what with powderers capturing powder junkeys, a loud face
weeps after silks and sunnies
and we get cock-fried by pans of rolled men with sunny sides
appearing nice and turned down
lo, what with fallowers idolising chowder-buddies, lost wives
suck upon cloves and mouthing car-towns

O, easy riders whose sky-dresser hides fatal blue bureas
will slide a coppice gate across a sealed flat where scribes
get striding after dizzy parlatans; and a vocal sotto voce writhes,
and evil daisy drugs
smoke in a curling mug; and easterly arising pugs blood pies
with fairy thumbs and hot fanny-primers

easy edeners whose mindless daddy gets ball-peppered will
hereby divorce blood from ant-heels,
and, ah, where a purple gun shoots rat-reels, then teeth-swill
will most certainly scatter stoats across eels
and eyers of families shatter

La La La.

*
wow, there are feline painters here whose dizzy mind nooses freights
with cold sweet stores
wow, there are ferine fainters nearby now,
and a diner in demure anorexic silence drag crows for crow-claws
and a digger of impure catatonic darkness
appears valt-fed to serious accidents; and heapers under bum-stores
get wanked off
and a daddy cloth gets strapped to udders when neon ice-gobs
swerve across moths
la la, a latrine in a trough gets spunked from as beer tents falldown; Ah,

we will idolise lost men as we collide with benders of Noah; Ah,
an evil ark in false space gets ruined by Decembers
and, oo, crazy wild xmas-easter sharpens Novembers as cars are
forced to live for claustrophobic hard-ons

wow, there are feline painters hear whose buzzy mind nooses crates
across beery romanian african soviet munich drakes
wow, once woven, a hand in a wall swipes punishers from snakes
and, la la, as softening cunt-serpents eat life's fas fingers then lakes
must sirenise sodomy with legalised amber poetry;
and a wivener's memories will shaft gay mammaries across drapes

uh, a local crime-painter must wash fakes aside dromedaries as
naked nuking plum-plumers use planner's flashes to sunder glass

forever.

Uh.
*
these are the burned world-words we used whilst heaven turned
across mootedness and evil
la la, aimlessness, curved, will cure families of fool remedies when
decorous minxers stir pits under anvils
and, oo, a blood anvil falls in my eyes
and, oo, as blood angels thral, then cunny empires appear stemmed
with dotted cunt-castled frenched terrain
and, la la, junkers soap jumpers with clammers and pursing eagles

these are the burned world-words we used when still dead with sleep
o, a bald master yearns for history's fatal toys
o, a salt starver uses paws for anarchies and a yolker under suites
causes excremental fuses to gnaw on soft hair-brands,
and we use junkers for nooses
and we sue failure; and a naked noteling appears suppered
and, la la, a dainty tree-thumb sinks ox-tongue under clamoured
lady cuntings

and an ivory honkey whore loosens mice from cavvy cages when
pealers of ebony honey
accuses flown flowers of shining money across sweeten children
and a sea of wonderful pets shapes ingenious women
and a bounty of thunder decks evil snakes and makes them good

these are our mallard days that dine on balsa because dizzy blood
must force massers to cause dark christ to return as lost Gods
ah, a minxing star-case turns a petrol hand to ferns
ah, a twixing car-face turns a gassed land to neon spire-firms;
and aged massive star-waste get lashes
and aged passive Mars-waste gets ashes made from blued perms

O,- and i have seen one zillion scented cemeteries raised from ice

*
and there are dainty forgotten knickers hidden aside the sex-past
and, laid, spars perfume misbegotten frozen tides that use plasts
to bum-bury chokey scissor-berry against a
willow mind where cemented graven paint will send halls to rafts,
and we centralise demented crematives
and we dramatise oxos with bistoing maddled bones
and a creator in a fix fizzes
and a dictator with a false dick draggles dumb child-wiles for
a sex-dead puler whose microphones silence coaxing ball-boards
with nuclear kiddies who watch pigs pray.

O, i have seen more than twelve zilion sentences made old as glass
O, i have seen more than twenty-nine bodying chiliads shaping grass
from embersome midnight fugue
O, these are my wallop wide words that lead me home to dead food
and, la la la, melters of criminals will render poked pork from lamb
and, la la la, scenters of daddy chemicals
will, once carved, surely snack upon wooded vagina-lobes
and a distant cafe-sun gets stripped of all teas and all baked gulls

agh, i ate my festive fish-n-chips in a vacant toilet when fast skulls
relegated smother-men to swiners whose greasy harlot used dolls
way, way too often?- Ah, eyers weep for fleecers and nudes fail
.
uh

*
Poetry & Science are much the same
The dichotomy is the Void between.

work-in-progress title: There is a Dirty Enemy Within
first draft poem then poem-song

there is a dirty enemy within who resides inside snakes
o when stars cry out for sin, dudes get ragged
and a lunar sky-mind will suck on deaths and drink lakes,
and a feathery head-war gets scarpered
and, oo, a mental moon-bed appears rended by nature

there is a dirty enemy within who sunders eyed drakes
o when mien drives for gyms, screws drop acid
and, gented, wives use limbs for lubes
and, scented, tides cause winds to move hands cases
to naked bones where heads stop

Dead

*
there are filthy emeries here when a doctor to evil
renders mints as dark as midday
o, as mentalis flows, then digital arses use devils to
sunder a false god to idiot angels; and a aged nudes
appear rented to naked models
and, la la, an emptier of motels drags dons for truths
and, o-la, sacred centaurs get fan-fed to lost broods

there are filthy emeries here when a doctor to regals
renders pinks as dark as memory
o, as digitalis crows, then mental moss men use galls
to shovel cuts across palls
and, once licked, lipid lit must cause dolls to fall

away, where bastard bakers warp wasp-bitches.

*
there are empties here, and i must use runes to erase
bad poems from emperies
o, there are biddies near; and me and mental dunes s
come clambering across rooks as natal crowers raid
red daddies and sweet bunnies;
o, a lewd rigid loud lord hereby rends sex from mummy
and, once lashed, lazy loopers will
surrender dogs to mazy hoopers

and, lopped, there are empties, and i will use dunes tos
sermonise deniers with centuries while
wide minded raiders rid fast families of dials; and smiles
must loosen grins with radio while
digital heart-boxes drag plenuries for urban tiles

and, made proud as nooky, a nucleus of pleasure s
rides mind-saddle until fazers use drams for measure
and weavers under medals will use measure for pleasure

*
there are penuries near,- o, my gal's mammy uses camay
and a family freight nooses tears
la la, bed-bound misters screw eyes to spheres
and, once we rocked de clocks, we use heads for daddy
la la, head-drowned sisters spew botherers when mummy
dreams of dirt, death, sex and disease

and, while popped, a whale-blue bad stocking causes EEs
to force verse under bleeding mad tomato;
and easy briders, thundered, grab sad Pluto from trees
and, once beaded, feathery sea-scraps cause old bees
to swing as they sting babes to silent death

there are cemeteries here,- o, my wife's head hits breath
la la la, as miners use fear for oaths
then a nuclear mirror appears rended aside blind bulbs
and, ooo, stagging male blue balls use bins for skulls

Ah.

*
these are my mallard days where i entertain kings with dead mary
o, these are fay dullard days
and, once wolfed, me and felines appear swinged across family
and, once dulled, men and canines appear
sundered aside blowers and telephonic mind-graves
o, and timeless cabby showers cause hirelings to drag babby
across nine seas where all oceans end

there are penises here; O, there are vaginas on the pier; and,
once upon a mad time, candlers under asia minor use seasand
to wallop headpieces with whipping boys
and, once galloped, kids get rid of ceilings when clever toys
appear gabbling after figs
and eyers of venal pastors don cribs

there are peddlers here who use coins for games when joys
get over-laden with tears and bruised decoys
and, oo, once across tears, rammers of screwers use ploys
to service beds and ashes

*
these are the emptying days of our lives; o, these are our graves
and, once rocked, neural days may well force efts to flower
across bunny cocks where hands worked
o, these are the deadening days
o, these are the withering days where roses got gouged
la la, inside the vacant sea, an oceanic whistler appeared
sun-sounded by whored newts

these are our emptying days of our minds; o, these are our glades
and, once copped, fatal plays daggering after mules
will most certainly shoot clayed bed-colds
and, once across navels, a dangerous dreamer used tea-trays
to shovel cold hot foods to evil constant eaters
and, when once blood-broods caused sad sleepers to rave

then estranging mud-moods sank its thumbs under
swift wicked wives and greying devil mumma; and mums
move cunny kangaroos to fast bevels,
and weepers ravel into masks, and rendorers eat guns

*
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

*
heapers of hitler men use daddies for threats
hiters of massing men noose herpes
and a bolted heart gets searing aside debts
and a false snake comes sliding across Hermes
la la, a fascinating head-jam
appears blood-nude, and easy seaters ram
dukedoms from empresses and queen drams

heapers of hitler men use mammies for wrecks
o as radioed river-men noose dumb war-decks
then loosening acana playing cards
get brutally fed to tarots; and ideal salt-bards
appear shivering
and duped dire sequins will render grey cars
as easy as a collision with loud Mars.

heapers, rented, dig a drill deepy inside crust
reapers, netted, dig a hill deeply inside
a salty shaven beacon
and, oo, where once bodice men maim trust
then laden lazy wallet men
will most certainly supper after hot cold
driven lady-must-feed

and, la la, a deacon whose naked bible cries
will surely darn god-ooze
and, o-la, a dearling, droved, recites eyes
and, ah-uh, a changeling, slowed spikes sky
and sky-chambers get roofed across mead
and, uh, spine-mangers
appears smashed by a female porn-charger
and, heart-hashed, as eyes die,
a vast vampyric day causes beds to spin

forevermore.

*
when mal-named, a bad dead baby will surely bounce across
steelers of prams and buggies
oh, a digger of flame must swerve sex from sonnies as de cross
bosses penis-bed with crucified berries
la la, wheezy rotators rid hearted moose-sties of fun cherries;
and we smoke cherries
and we soak veined eyries where cathedral eagles don loss
oh, a picker of pain
hereby gets slammed

when mal-named, a bad bled lady will surely dance across
reelers of lambs and de bodies
and, la la, once we see the whole mind-evening lost then
a dizzy contradictory sea must
serve bastard guts to leaves; and coffin machines will end
and, once we have gone grey, then bobin children must
render dogs as fierce as dead friends

and, la la, a deacon whose naked bubble-bible snores
has to kiss his ownself now
and, ah-hah, pissers aside snows cause storms to forge
a forgery of poetry with great ink-spiners
Oh, once up a poet-tree a naked spinx writer feeds oars
with a sunken sea-house
and a candied sleeve-mouse abuses vinyls

uh, idolisers of gallowers will scarp-sink wires inside
romantic razors; and cooled carpal pinks cut rivals as
nakedness leashes rams to fools; and fish-plebs gasp

*
Goddesses and imbecile guides will shovel hands under screens
o oddness, sly-lammed, star-rides
and a pinky pedal-paunch causes coins to cry aside salt dreams,
and deniers at the sides of eyes
must forcibly inject tea-sludge under snapped ties

Goddesses and imbecile guys, muscled, must use tans for wives
o, coded sadness, song-scanned, swing for heaven
and, la la, fablers inside indigos
appear nazi; and evil madam hitlers arise from camped gas-cries
and, once lobbed, filthy jew-haters
will entertain doilies

and lashing Leda-Men sail on a Zeus Swan when tidal brides eat
gashing gaspish Eden-meat
and, oo, we sleep on the farm as we arouse green zion-genoas
from out fascinating cradle-sleep
la la, as weavers weave sandals into castlers then soft sowers

must wrap-up a sexy pantie-kiss inside massers and flour
and we cook entertaining bread
and we poach perfumers with easels and flying sea-plebs
and, once coaxed, perfumers
may well come rocking at de stations of a sweet horse

uh?

*
as pleasure birds cause fat winged kids to swing
then applers inside forges issue swung lids across bled eyes
o a saucer of pure voices
hereby slays a dicta-rollers to scatter pi-heavers aside a
gutterer, sunken,
o a laden bum juicer drill-drifts across floaters as minds
get dead, just like drowning human driftwood
o a chainer of a beller swill-mists across dame-dimes
and we exchange cents for eggy english coins when
a drunken godhead
appears blended across easy worm-bread

as pleasure-birds cause caustics drag dogs for limbs
then, star-maced, whores use mastics for cat-winds
and, oo, a force twelve sun-gale
appears glutted by teeners and easy pussy-sea-tails,
and weavers of meat thighs
sinks a clasping gasp-candle directly under brides

o, these are the pluperfect days where silent roaches
de-sperm catkins of dune-magic-sandtrade
and we drown aside castles and
all seasands writhe; and all rubberbands use loaches
to surrender coaxing coaches to buzzy bus-brooches
and i have seen some sort of a savoury whistle
made sweet as a true bulimic heart-tissue; and voices
appear vine-fed to chemic fart-cash

and there is no real earth beyond this human one?
and there is no sealed birth beyond the human sun?
and, oo, we weep for silkies
and, oo, we sleep for pinkies; and icemen cometh.

*
the modeller of sweet clay hisses for cat-heat as felinity
comes commandering beds with families
o, a cocking remanding head uses melodies to dock a
demander after flowers and fuses
la la, a gal in fever showers sand with necklaces
o, a rocking remanding rocked shed sinks trees inside a
blonded riding hair-factory

Uh.

*
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

uh.

*
as dense cicada shade causes slow flowers to extend
lushes to navel-naves
then bragger men whose sex-fleece glowers must rend
a buller of a bastard with lingering love-pantries,
and the mumblers on english heels drops pants on stems
and, la la, a braider of a bandaged reel
appears rented to flavourers an cuttling ink-misery

as dense cicada shade causes crow-flowers to expend
bushes to fanny-strays
then ass-wipes, slaved, use boncers ford clay-cold lays
and a capper of drays feeds a blue blurred squirrel to wrens,
and deafening nazi-mind-blindness
jumps to a forced bent; and odlers will suck endlessness

oo, ironic meal-mouthed brain-silos drink to pinkers as
waders under swallowers
get sugar-bled; and a daffodil's nectar appears stained
then ribbaldries in sweet dill cause failures to feed rain

and wideners whip ponies
and iron-sidlers snip horse-phonies; and a dad-drain
appears sad and all too deep,
and aunty-minds crucify messy magadelene when pain
gets glutted

oh oh oh...evil fever spies kill de cat god
oh oh oh...evil lives dig for seasaw blood
and weavers of dirt pie sharpen picks then die

work-in-progress title: Does the Dead Prince Love His Canary?
first draft poem then poem-song

the laden flowering owl who whistles as she hoots must
loiter where men live for shoots,
and a laden flowed owl hisses as gulls cry for laughter,
and a parent to patterers
will suck along naked handlers

o laden showering fowl will come to in a human form
o parenteed flailing light-towels
come shooting crap and, shivering, de queen's soul
appears all too old

Uh Uh Uh. does the dead prince love his canary?

these are our palace days when silencing venal whores
arise; and a naked atomic headpiece
gets rotted; and softening hamster ducts use wards for
the utmost killers of dollies
and, o, a faking river dons brollies
and, o, a shaking feather tickles daisies when walls get
cruelly broken down

o, ladeners, lammed, loop-de-coop for facelessness
o, pine-peddlers, planned, scoop-de-car-poop where
a national iris nakedly smashes easy cicada-sea-stairs,

these are our palace days when silencing renal broads
seen live; and a petrol rider uses hems for grey gourdes;
and, oo, eyers of lost planets
accuse outer space of moon-murder
and, la la, easers of mace dig for fevers
and, o-la, reapers of tastes swig coke as levers appear

dammed to fucking hell

*
sea-planed, a sweet use of blue pain will fascinate us
o, seasoned, a fleet puce God
listens; and we extemporise eyes
and, laden, a dirtied cross-fix causes wives to trust
nothing at all
and, lashed to cliff-walls, a city aside stalls must
accuse death of causing life

sea-stained, a saline use of rain will desecrate dust,
and you and I must render measures from bee-christs;
Ah, a token head-baby
appears copped, and a candler-cradler hisses for mice

o, these are the burnt hot cold grey dour days when
de ice men cometh;
and a rider of comets abuse soap as bathers rend
rat stranglers from cream-cornets and bosom-bends;
and we idolised fate as we rode from sleep

*
tree-caned, uncanny applers pluck berries in cherry heaven,
o, sea-slain, old mammy strangles muckers
and, once sky-shaved, we must drop candies across lovers
o, sea-draind, gold daddy wrangles for fuckers;
and an evil mind-world nuclear-stones a teetering father;
and a loaded head-ward
gets bagged

bee-brained, ole dummy cablers cut dairies with signals
o, seed-grained, ole mummy mumblers
in the mummy-cloths are wound;
and, la la, where fazers stir rhuem then lunging fumblers
cause dogs to search for canine carkeys

o, these are the spirited days; oh, these are seed-leaves,
and, once across a mad time, we issued muds to sleeves
and there and many seas aside a record-sleeve
and, o-la, odes to music ride and ride
and, ah-hah, coded blues uses eyes for sugar-guides

sea-scathed, as we eat raw starfish, then mind-pride
will star-raise glass; and lovers cook poo-piss as lives

end, and become spiritual murder.

*
eager baddy boys use guns for ploves; and, oo, where eyries
break, then easy abusers of fjords
must crap on a red floor; and noosers of grey draws will
use a removal man for an illegal panty-father;
and, o, me and mentalis will sunder family to fast hills,
and fast hill dons hillocks and lawn-pastry.

eager buddy boys use suns for robes; and, oo, where berries
appear picked and ate
and, once screwed, fate had to kill us
and, once moved, hate has to bury us; and, la, hugeness
appears rendered aside glass-ooze

o, there are jammy goofers who appear to be life's fools
and, once we burn sofas, we who appear to be mules
will certainly read comic brail to efts and worm-wool;
and i have heard it told
that dangerous city-souls may well supper for wet-gold

eagerness will appear falsified as deep sleep kills girls

*
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.

*
this is the time of our lousy leprotic lives; and weepers weep for silk milkies
o, a grande denouncer of families
get fastening after dog-dazes; and hymenic whoring melodies use dillies
to blort all blue enemas;
and, la la, a naked mind-cinemas appears snaffled under bruised biddies,
and, o-la, a fatal spine-screen gets revered
by the wheelchair bound; and, wow, as we weep for valleys then we steer
a loser of a car to a softening sky-crowd
and we are taken from god's weal as we summon mice from closed tears

these wide days must outstretched a bound giss kiss; and aged spheres
will revere the kited cunted stores of eye-sounds;
and eveners of spited shunted whores mis-use bananas for sex
and, once across a rude torrid time, me and mourners used de decks
to render fig-pigs as fat as a fulsome burner in a sesame seed shipwreck

this is the time of our crazy eremetics: O, once we cry though, vomit
will most certainly drag deniers for oaths,
and we will idolise bled grief when a fulsome road carries planets
aside deniers who dare not heed women
la la la, a shelterer of hair will reap chicken when statues of ganets

will stop, and die.

*
directors of demureness will ride upon horse-fossils
o rude rectors of dizzy sadness will arise from parcels;
and, made ashen, a queasy madness will sing for angels;
and an eater of xmas-easters
appears surrendered to giddy gas-heaters;
and mad men use fires all year round; and coded dials
will appear atomised
and, oo, we weep for silkies where a naked lost smile
gets swept from hands and scarred knees

directors of decorous glib deadliness will use mussels
to sunder dirt, sex, disease, deaths;
and odes to skirt will read blue reeds as rune-legs
appear shafted down dirtying lost Japan; and dregs
get squirted across seizuring ear-kaplan; and ole pegs
get hammered
O, me and my fatal halo-hero will send beds from a
bed-bedraggler; and pinning yoyo-hills will use calves

to deposit sweet fruit-farriers aside blue meat; and cars
will most certainly become as cold as summer heat;
O, a pacer of bell-boys renders souls as chilled as Mars
and coders of sex kodak will sirenise glass with gas:
O, these are mallard days when sermonisers light glass

Uh, we idolise dome-dreamers when keen kids use grass.

*
the ferried readers of large print poems will come to hear lost words now
o serried breeders, inside lard, issue bones across guns and blue crowds
and, once lacquered, wild scars hiss
and, once caperedm wide cars jackknife then cause a fatal funfair to
moon-bury idiots aside a red carousel-fist

the ferried riders of lard-large lips will come to sear crossed worlds now
o, cherried dealers, aside male Mars,
hereby cuddle salted stations underneath doggers of islands and spars
and, once we star-hang, then we must render peepers as blind as whores
and, once we carve lamb, then vegan cow-meals
may well serve purple teas to sunday-writhers

o directors of decorous sindles drink to smearers; and holy cabinets
appear deniered and insidiously strangled
with belted pants and odd knicker-socks
o, infectors of indignant sandals use hats for shoes;
and, la la, where indolent idlers fuse cats to dudes then old rocks
may well roll from bad eyes

Uh Uh Uh. These are the martyring cock-curves of losing Gals
Uh Uh Uh. These are then sparkling crock-curs who use drawl
to surrender neat bee-sounds to buzz across nudes and walled
army fathers; and an eagle-town uses loss to move english bulls

AMEN.

*
the bibling bubbler baby who reaches his small hands for a switch
will hereby rule the world
o, idling father ladies recite infant words when an evil gal-wytch
gets rudely gaoled aside pearls,
and, la la, when dotty wide wives see inside the wild, a sad lip
makes a dirty sign to signal brain-drips;
and, once torn, a bather of sindlers knots thighs under a bridge
and, oo, as a keen leeds woman followed her killer home then
dazzlers of car-dreams
come comforting sofa-screens,
and, la la, weavers of sonar snap a backer across mute men

Ah, a bubbling mumbler maiden twitches; Oh, as huge hens
appear sharpening streets of dirt, then a pacer of ole dreams
come shadowing molten sea-skies with a fatal natal murder; Ah,
once upon a tail in a rabbit swirl,
a loosener of pundits get shuddering for messengers and
la la la, a coda wager uses an endless song to summon girls
and, oo, a naveller, fused, sends trendless blues to use curls
aside a buncher of blooded purple crown-screws

and a venal vastness, made evil, causes abusers of mummies
come winding scared kids under mummy clothes
o, once upon a milked pig, disgusting sonnies use de rose
to shaft paed-scum with damagers of deadliness and roods

and these are my mallard days
and these are my ballard days when i will cry after stools
and, la la, i espy america coming through my stools
and, ah-hah, eyes ride aside milkings as mentalis moves us
deeply down where secret women sweat for foxes and fuzz

Uh
*
sea-harnessed, five belly oceans will hereby sunder potions
la, bee-burnished mind delis sell rich chocs to emotions
and, once tried, a spine baby swells for rocks as lotions
come searing a beer jive with opened
star-headed lady levers
and a bleeded nighttime nooses sky-wrecks as drillers
guide a baited skull aside divas

uh.

*
the easy minotaurs of this scared earth come running horses through
o, peasy squalid gob peers into birth when
a killer of creation lops tar-tears; and an opener of butter men screw
ideal cornflakes with de squalid squire who eats cereals all day
and, once dripped, a saviour on a night trip conquers foreheads with
dame-drifters;-

and, once across a cactus flower, factories made-up from rustlers
bury haggard baggage lungs across bum promontories where heavers
hiss to a shakespearian yellow taxi kiss: Ah, a burnt nun under beavers
dives after lost scrotums as a dazzler of stasis cums shooting de blues
with gun-laden arse-eating babby mazers;-

these paltrifying cockerel days may well hammer drams to failures
and, la la, once cocky cochineals season cells with dotty labia then
heated dragon-cancans comfort heady bath-bells
and, o-la, a masoner to braids has to siren after revolving phlegms
and, ah-hah, a locator of praise peeks across dust

O, these are our patient dullard day-sleeping broods; and eyers rend
a dummy ginny gem-claw to deserting bends; and lakes aside stems
drizzles cunny money aside bruisers of dens that feed flats to rusks]

DE END?

*
yeah, mad muscling cuds in Haven hear la mumblas shaking fear
from pretty lives and endless crying
la, softeners, stied, ram blessed tears; and cabanas under ears
get turned from deaf-blue to a blinder of heads and shoulders
and, ah, as we walk along bath-water, we must surely use spheres
to sunder a pregnant potion with stink wombs and tiny spears

yeah, mad muscling buds in Heaven rear cats from dogs: steers
appear cased asides dolts
and, oo, as cascaders swing for gardens then eyes in de trees
get clam-washed; and baited sweeney men cut larders from weirs
and, la la, as a metaller of painted owl-women appears nude
then a venal fanny stage must
crusade for bennies and the saviours of green lust; and dying
hereby blows a living murder-hoaxer down a bald receiver

yeah, mad muscling cuds in Japan hear la rumblas shaping fear
from washy slayed centaurs whose eaten cards use tarot-tiers
to coutdown sky-virgins with a blooder of MaMa
and, oooo, a crucifying under pins must hang phaphos christs
and, oooo, a nuked emulsioner sniffs handled herrings
and, ashen, i saw a renal cave come collasping
and, laden, i observed venal graves come hacking for priced
body badeas

ah, a veinous faceless schiz promontary has to hit red rain

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