beginning of arousal (metaphysical bong redo)

all up ghosts this hour
shivering apparitions
bifocal visions of
feverish return
gone donne

all put upon
silk miracles
hour of null
victims unsung
abomination

skulls hung
in Conrads consortium
polish idioms
Kipling finds rad
slavery in second shades
of god encompassing
vomit....bad breath!!!....



..........sing...........

dragging my arms afront
above my head my ribcage bird
twitter tweeter trumping everything
barbed wire mind stingy stingey stroppy
lobotomy johnnies this siude of the urinal
this side of the pissing stream
that is a world
anatomy
flattery of

disjointed
hunters on the gorseplains
bellowed boozeburry jews being
all buried on this Dockery plantation
miltonwards down south
or I think equals the equivalent

of a local pessimist (signs)
down the road great ghasts
great gulps of geist
great shrewd puritan of Shrewsbury field
cashew potters field for robbers
gobblers of money
noone ever sought heartlessly
for lyrical composition
]criticsism rhythm? johnson
great grumble mudpaper
johnson Robert dropping blues-singing
out against dark
when its already late

no good news
but

there is something happening

about the shoes
the great bonsai sprouting
poets beginning
in frontal print
great gill eric saintly priest
of sodomy road
this great Eccles cake
radios implode
to prove the xenomorph that planted the seeds
in john hurt 1973
were the same self sainthood poetry
piece of bliss
2020 hope
nothings poetry
no future-johnny rotten loves sometimes forgotten
in the lennon lottery
midst hate
procreate
make something great
say something great graveyard ghosts
lads misbehaving
capture it in a note
or a verse worthy of a quote
worth printing
pure usury
pound second aggenda
reeks of baxters weed coat
stained as it was a whole figure
in purgatory
love give us hope
turning the new century

sow those seeds now
on slow slopes
opposing Baldwin street
make them so sweet
the sweet label
on coke
i will drink helpless
ill write some down hopefully
catch the stars glint




the wind blows them to me