candle
Something’s up
Troglodyte hedges of fungus
Humidity
Thirst for mountain peaks and stalagmites
Contorted blood-rivers
Laconic lawn furniture
Forbidden trees with poison leaves
Imploding by infinitesimal ant-steps
Rattled by lightning
Slashing sky
Papier-mache dreams
Papier-mache guy
Sky cracked open
Exposing heavenly decay by twilight
Death is the wages of sin
Keep on imploding
Apart and within
Fissures appear in a fickle career
So what’s your pathology?
Reason disappears again
Days of unemployed diversion
Days of mutual masturbation
Days of stoned enchantment
Days of letters to no-one
Entropy expands across the cosmos
Pustules swell then burst pouring out
Dead density of heated wax
Melting
Melting
Until
Now

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Comments
  1. Karen maddigan says:

    I’m reading your stuff to my friend as we drive, and laughing, and loving your clarity and the way you explain things!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. thanks so much Karen– I just keep working at it..long way to go still

    Like

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