the waste jowls ( pukeko edition)

 walking this mortal land

yknow

walking this jade empresses body

just go

explore through her crags and finger

her cliffs and clefts,besoms,bassoons

and edenite caves

play the rustic banjo with a wizards

robe out in the rain

the squelchy hippie caravan parked on

worn grass (could go for a toke) after all

takes a train to cry

withered

absoloutly all withered man

the boney ground,the slushy mud

life after death

before the flood

those beggy choosy demons of the catlins

those fey wan chucklers with romance the bush along

those two old teens makin love to tokomairiros old sweet song

those crazy bystander humans forgetul never disrespectful

in a dandys guise with peacocks feathers and brandy eyes

rattly cars,stiff old bogs plus howlin dogs

rat folk come out at miltons peak of hope

jangling the graves the houses of the poled

through rivers the blue note town hall

wasting through old soggy newspapers

on a ravens wing and a hogshead eye again