..here are some poems we found rammed between some Thomas the Tank Engine film reels...
UNTITLED
Scundered
filsh into webchats
A psychonaut
carrier dragged to the bottom of the ocean
With
clay headache dances into web cotton panedrome
‘who
will be my lover’ a remembered whistle into bovid dayscheme
Frantically
tugging a chain, a gift from a mime in factory town
Semantics
copied out into chug-boat
Drawing
vulture copy into paper chap book
‘everyone
needs a reason to rise in the morning’ chugs Tommy
Chuggin
milk drinks from the calcium bestiary
UNITTLED
As
sundry ballings taped off the telly
Are
romantically chewed between lovely teeth
Little
bobby whiplets
Came
creamy from the underside of a value cow
Shletered
in masses
The
volvo grove peeks out
Between
blistered cheeks
And hiccups like a stewed toddler
UNITITLED
Once taped and replayed
Everywhere seems to be squashed
Into the mind of a quilt
A talky ghost whispers in your face
A faint odour of sham meats
Gustily partaking of roughsex
Positioned equally between trunket and bust
Scotch-tape renders the cracks
invisible
by the way - if you are writing real poems and you say to yerself ' these poems here do not follow the ascribed laws of poetry and are thus rendered futile , sham and dreadful' - i cannot argue with this asertion. fuck it
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