Once upon an elephant.

Once upon an elephant

Sat upon an elephant watching c.d’s on the wall
They seem to twist and turn backwards
and they seem to call
And one slides in between the others
You and that is me
And floats back left and right that’s the way it’s meant to be
And swinging out and swinging socks that cannot see me through
And then they do a dance together and float of in the blue
And then it’s one its coming rocking forth
And riding back the side
keeps on moving in and out
A twisting spinning light
And two of them are floating now ones on the window pane
and sunlight shines into your eyes and makes you feel o.k
and the other one is flying off
crossing out of sight across all the neighbours houses
everythings yeah they look so right
and now the c.ds twisting turning the shadows seem to cast
there making all these bricks glow and fire seems to blast
from out the wall and inside and down the hoses crawl
the green running light that is twisting past this wall
like a snake that’s sliding in and out and skipping between the leafs and steps that are made for you and me and the sweet we suck our teeth
like little squares of chessboard that went floating armour down
and then the red light shining at the end it blasts upon this town
and turns into a devils fork a pitching suing hawk
a bull to get the elephant a bull hook on the war
and trees that have cut there’s no more grapes growing here
a ladder goes up the wall and into the atmosphere
and we can blast out of sight and see the twirkling clouds
live circles in the eider and let our armour down
taste a little sip the green wall standing here
with words coming out and the cracks they gently appear
and whats inside or behind this wall
ive never yet to know
and if i push it will it fall
and can we all have a go
and take the bricks apart
one by one
or
two by two
and put em back together
you see me
but i cant see you
and looking through i find its not another garden step its just the garage and theres a door in which we can investigate
and lets us look inside upon a horse shoe shining down theres magic hanging boots and leaving in this town
and Bryans hanging off the ceiling hasn’t been punched today
and theres four potatoes ready for the barley mud of may
the watering can is green and the nets are too
with gloves to match and an ashtray big annie gone in two
out of sight the van a volkswagon with no wheels
a yellow pen which crisply coloured turquoise is the feel
and good to go for fish
and good to go for gold
and good to rinse some olive and sing about the mould
a little bike of yellow and eyes from in a cave
when a painting looks better backwards
you know you’ve got it made
and sunlight seems to shine around but there’s no sunlight in this place
Just spades and bricks and bikes and twisted metal from the gate and a pick axe hanging gently
hanging on the roof
Like Bryan who hasn’t been punched today
I’m thankful for my tooth
Blindly fell out my mouth and landed in my hand
and like the potatoes ready for the darling bud of may
im going to plant my tooth
to take away my pain
and see if i can plant it out in the forest trees
and let it grow for me a lovely tea of treeth
treeth!
Treeth
treeth.