cirrus gypsy cab
array a sun as who’s all
tell me one tip-toe
how dews tulip fold
2/2 superstitions fool
iris its beard tongue
in a vase a mug
tugging on a rug a pug
listen who knot to
Poetry
cirrus gypsy cab
array a sun as who’s all
tell me one tip-toe
how dews tulip fold
2/2 superstitions fool
iris its beard tongue
in a vase a mug
tugging on a rug a pug
listen who knot to
hook me & click off
carpet cleaner on his knees
shaggy dog too flea’d
who said ragged and
me that or a pocket full
one time old donuts
I could feed a bird
by my window who no luck
so your drink don’t smoke
I sit a tired tee
mai tai eye entirely
yeah right it’s still light
or say passably
you turn yellow was stop sign
two-wheel that thrill is
park affront my house
how skid rose I donno him
no-one made breakfast
two-step sides reverse
don’t know which way first knot now
wide wheel stop it how
whiplash & shellac
buttons & curios worn
third step out a door
who said who can can
probably once a barman
he can’t but love you
ebookit listen
that new mobi-biabout
Yur’s, “Polka Dots…”
‘his side-eyed picker
a garish decorator
wearing their snakeskin
‘Moustache & Bull-whip…
I rather like the old paint
and they won’t have it…’