Yippee Calloo Callay!

You have reached the foot hill of the mountains.
You are most welcome
More than worthy
.

Monday 11 July 2011

A flash of silver.

A flash of silver

In a puddle
wet shadows
the drum of heavy piano
keys, gypsy swings
clopped string cobbles
click
the violin
guns are loaded
run to the fire
a murder of
hopping over
saint pauls
throbing lantern
scurvy beard
flesh mashed
chequred joys
deep down eyes
again
cracked bones
shadows of the lamp
spinal tapping to the stars
sex pot
inside the flame
snow white
virginal sacrifice
plugged nose
stove lost
stolen hat
forget me not
hats off
dance your necking
gander the goose
is sold toaday
alms, alms for the poor

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