Sunday, 6 November 2011

You Don’t Know Jack (as well as me)

me and Jackie D
we’re gonna spend some
time together
take a walk
down the road called

feel I’m all about the
throb and hum
causal diarist of
this humdrum
persistence of existence
with little resistance

yet I want to fly
with that caramel magpie
for marshmallows
from a wyverns eye
even raise a glass
in the devils hallows,
but I’ll let you know
how badly that all goes

and while you're all
for me to emerge
with another flat stanza
or dirigible dirge
clink the ice in your glass
and have one on me
and wish me throb-speed
through this mashed odyssey

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