Think of the jolts in a n hour. sudden awake to cry. an answered prayer. eyes cycloning appearing. ( the bearded god woke on her daily walk. we call'd at her name. clutching her massive thigh. a blue goddess she was a tail swishing forth back back forth hither me shiimbers ~ she was high up ~) as the one time walking from Park metro you saw a creature never to be seen . (effortlessly breathing her saunter ahead) (he means the beard between her legs where all good ladders go climbing)
It was and was not so
there was a city and there was not
there was a city and there was not
what is commentary, is gloss?
ask mister cole. ridge. mariner.
ask mistah worth. zeros in on
horatian time-piece100 yrs
(mister blue monday
won't notice the clear )
(or the coloured crayon book)
is what gloss commentary
metanoia of verse? para-
noia of enjambment
(nor its hussy spenddrift posture)
mouthed over harmonica
& emman cartwheeling
speeding
the end
talking like new york city
blues yorick what has seen
its pith and final end?
what say bean to boat?
is tendril to beans elk
to wheat, its tray a socking
wallop to beat?
is that your name
(an d hearing roots has been the cause
as only the black-haired woman
pale as paste
blouse skirt
round her legs
know its a sugar pole
a barber's gyrating
turnaround)
mister chew on chew?
how does that contrite
spot work for you?
then others hepped up
stay the garden goats
praising the lord.
passing their kiss arse
glories
not parting the end
but butting the back
bettering the fifty-two
or more
something like that
spade spade
dayed of spade
take others. hundred by the pass. tarry not o tea imbibers your past is coming. haunted by your billclubs, her ringed cartooned hips . kiss smooch you. the way you like the way you need. repeat repeat after me . one two three _______________ go ~
