Peom #11

Pancake tortoise

Display results; sugar

Blisters. Mouths water.

Eaten by teeth after

Unduly ripped place.

Crust of us might drip

Nutrient over ancient

Rockface. So we hide

flat in them crevices.

Shells bend so we can.

Carapace radiation lines

Make us look like rock.

Sit tight & say nothing.

Them’s the breaks.

Peom #10

abdabs

cadmium jet negligee

cooling on verge

plimsoll hob descant

be a baobab bob bib

strewth a blinder eh

jinx trap harbinger

calculated filthy fog

think pong equatored

apart jemmy mobius

heads alike conjoin

diabolic help to be

 ha ha effortlessly

Peom #9

celebratory in a fornicated way

pubic holiday view box w/

heads in it know them not

row background so tuned

out miniluv = not a censor

spittoon event produce in

-ertia exchange sit glower

w/out purpose life of desp-

eration death the v. same

still long as blah blah blah

commentary by some jerk

<Qu'ils mangent brioche>

‘what the dead lady said’

all you need = empty sent

iment easy w/eyes closed

Peom #8



a brief history of teeth

between bits word food

peel plaque sentiments

asides & curdled breath

askew remnant thought

gritted seeds idle threat

+ square root o’root veg

burnt umber where was

white change decay etc

exhale until foes extinct

identified once no more

shitty worker concealed

legacy long lost kebabs

Untitled



Some peots I like



Peom #7

Because Of Lights

Kindred

Peeling

Potash

Foreground

Antics

Tremble

Apart

Sycophant

Horripilate

Dwarf

Social

Tyrant

Corpuscle

Twitches

Beneath

Peom #6

bream

cusp wallops

boogie intact

scimitar snag

abundant fondant

as of now wanting

shipped in foam from beneath

sawn off sadness

wheatear’s wailing

on heath dance ye

Not a peom, but...

Peom #5



horse fat

bungalow full of tedium

enter spoons said echo

credulous parenting

deskilled by skillet

crunch was oh no awe-

ful music start of some

thing insignificant gosh

chaps, it’s all the same

Peom #4

hip hep hop

Gather ye know ye

q = trick answers

on p. welching

cosine syd barcode

remember drimble

wedge aha I see

satan botherers

+ dress makers

never heard order

shape of a ship

spectrum disorder

limping with pie

not one of you

whip smart lip

split by spitting

Peom #3

human being

mayonnaise  her feet

ghosts beyond repair

fulcrum steadying fat

antler irrespective off

cruelty over the years

unequalled love to us

for what sake of what

drinking inexperience

yet parts coincidence

magnetized by a fate

worse than life breath

on mirrors let her live

Peom #2

most things are nothing to do with me

a rum cove shouted melissa over

and over gain in an empty house

well worth wool in swedish it’d be

the same all clear till the all clear

broken by broking eyebrows draw

on down about empty crisp packet

Peom #1

Another poem about carnage

Bubbled with blood a

sponge couldn’t stop.

Apt in light of what

Went before, what!

The song stayed played

While we wasted away

 For a few days afterwards.

Interduction

"The Work Of Art is a Stuffed Crocodile" (Alfred Jarry)