In all the mediocrity of throwaway poetry
Gazing in the galaxy ,
I give the gift you give to me
And ev'ryone says "haven't we
Heard this somewhere before"?
A knock at the door ,
Then three and then four
A crackling claw,
A prickling paw.
Pour salt on the wound
A taste of lead on the spoon, I been bribing the groom
Weaving weft on the loom.
So , warp me a window
To wish me a room ,
These aching walls come crashing down ,
Deal me a dictionary ,
Drowning in prose-
Or a rhyming dictionary that you learnt by rote.
A white leopard came scratching at the door.
A silver claw , clipboard in hand,
And beckoning a cup for tea.
How could a band of thieves conspire to conceal
A countess of knives.
Open your eyes
And watch the band crawl inside ,
Fill in the visitors book
And wipe their dirty feet-
As they leave, they hand you a coin and tell you,
"Start again , again".
I thought I saw silver , but it was just a spoon
hang me from the hook,
Empty the room.
Carve me in satin , and leave me for the swans.
Crane me up to the ceiling
To see what you believe in.
There's always some dead man ,
Yawning next door,
Leafing thru my territory
Chasing leads for a story.
Carry on , up to the balcony,
Come and meet us , and our animals
Dowsed in oil.
Crumbs under the rug , a silky grey bird
Does anyone have any questions?
In my next life I will not be afraid of water
Hopefully I won't be around to remember.
Claim a dragon from the raffle
What bad habits you have -"all the better to see you with".
Leafing thru the
Children gently falling backwards.
Drink the tonic from the apothecary's mouth
A sun-drenched daughter
To cure the drought.
Head in a bucket , head in a bowl
Out the door and down the hole
Sit still , reinvent the wheel,
Some day we might meet ,we might say how we feel.
Six darts , six dots , two dashes
Clogged up dirt on my eyelashes.
Seraphin and Cherubin now
Sign me up and Cash me in.