Sunday, 13 November 2016

I am wary of the tide

I am wary of the tide
I do not wii iiish to be
Swept away

Come on in
The out gland

You shake frustration's head
You learn this
You feel this
You trust this
You hate this
You join in the real gland
And beat like chimps
The air bags of
History

We suckle at the teats
Of choice and chance
Dictate or tie us
Into skins we
Must shake off
To grow
Some
Elementary wounds
Entry level wisdom
Endocrine logistics sum
Indoctrination waffle
Wankers born from shopping trolleys
Waddle in the aisles
And in their eyes
A lift to paradise
That stops before the basement
Weighs their character
In scales of dog meat and sugar spun
From caterpillar wigs
Who sits inside you

Who twists a train of thought
Through your dreams
To their wombs
Who lies inside you

Who gains the trust you lost
To bartered minds
Incriminated sides
In hoodoo tales
That bleed inside you
Run from diffidence
To difference
To indiffence
To pitches of ink
Rolled in palms
That have slapped
The heirs of sons of
Bisto

Put your tongues away
Their graces enter doors
Spun from crown to soul
By limbs coated true
To crooked whiles
And speak with
Paws open
Draw your yarns
From wells unspelt
Untrained

The eye is lone as curtained rooms
Is elsewhere sworn
Curated
Dove of lines
Too light
Too regular revulsion
Bash it blind
I'm no tin rhyme
Or fossil tax intrusion

Mr Rind
Your skin tight lore
Is crusted to the pole
Particular
Y regular
Entonces
En espacios extranjeros
Leen las palabras
Como trucos exoticos

Panopticon faros burn
Inward to lease free Lysandra
Outward to rein in doubting disease
It's the light babe
We've done it
Our ship's come
Armada maritima
With a kiss from the front seat
To the saddle of the worm
In some sumptuous movement
Ordained by the dainty king fondant of white breaded floaters
Who left us forlorn for a sink load of blue fleas gone crazy from affluence flumes

In the out gland
Pyrrhic hands are raised
And Pangloss packs smiles
Like manticore butter
A No parade
To spell a brain lost injunction
Won with effortless breathing
In time with the
Out gland
Ooh err missus

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