Category Archives: Poetry

a jellied bean bill’d to a jabber stalk’d bicyclist with a box of jibs   from the maid in Tyre round the block ahead awheel one pedestrian   haunted by a ghost and a castaway from Cats rumpled on a stilt

what to-do an egg paint’d a dozen colours with a soft boil   worth more a green corn by a nose-hair underground o’er a mill’d pepper   the candl’d snuff’d out sneakers chewin’ the chicle too shy a window

whereabout the techs nick’d by the chipper shortcut hearin’ they’re now there   alioth ablute as the tied folds the curtain where is the sense in   any rehearsal is it too quiet than else what time a maid calls