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Peeled off the tissue as if it was a religious relic, as she always insisted he leave no ragged edges on the toilet or kitchen paper and showed the world he was not lackadaisical and was his own man.
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Month: July 2016
Two Clay Pipes As Shoes
Unusually his two clay pipes fitted her small, delicate feet perfectly. Tobacco smoke swirled around her thighs as she contemplated the pencil describing his face held by the hand so realistically emerging from the front of the postcard addressed to his German aunt in Andalusia.
By Jove!
To stop her prying eyes
I draw plastic brick clouds
around me. Biggest planet
in Solar System named
after me, of course. I have
travelled in this space craft
named after my wife. I have
travelled in my wife.
Even as satellite she
parts the bricks of my planet
to peer with her magnifier
upon my fun.
Plastic Galileo Galilei looks on.
Only concerned with
the massive turning world
below us.
I miss earth where I became
a swan, and myriad other things
to spread my divine seed,
until I was passed over for another.
There is little fun up here
in dark silence. Only my wife
with her massive magnifier,
parts my clouds. Spying.
I should smite her
with my plastic lightning bolt!
Out Of The Cereal Box
out of the burger box
with fries all about me,
I came upon the collector
who set me up imaginary
battles to fight, who
imagined my words,
the people I would meet,
by whom I would be defeated,
until the next day when
the previous day was forgotten,
and my words and actions
were reimagined. I fought
new foes and even old foes
who had new names or old
names and new powers.
I was renewed each day,
until I was boxed and placed
in the dark, until I was sold,
exhibited or consigned
to this rubbish heap
under the putrid soil.
The heat is so great
my bones have melted together.
Transience Is Decay
a shopping list, each item separated
by a curvy line on the page,
or in the head,
rate of belief,
of recall.
Discarded or lost
architecture of flight
now flotsam, old lists.
Items no longer needed.
Evidence is what survives.
Faith is belief in lack of evidence.
Sometimes The Sky Has Verterbrae.
Sometimes it is a stippled beach
with the tide out or on the turn.
Optical Illusion
In this painting at Lyme Hall. If you look from the left or from the right the shoe nearest to you is longest.
Trees Tell The Time
A shadow in water.
The Wombwell Rainbow 