Meeaow

eenie meenie mynee mo
who came knocking at the door?

wide eyed froggy wet and sore
long faced doggie, cat eyed whore

chill eyed baby wanting more

wanting wanting
ranting panting
needing bleeding
seething

weaving flowers
white and gold
counting sundrops
new and old

freshly frozen flowers blooming
winking moon and thunder looming
crickets buttercups
cherries cherubs

filtered brew
and cosy blue
on scattered sunday morning

whats your name
and whats your game

and where's my fifty days of fame?

you lost the plot
I ploughed the rot

you tossed a stone
I chewed the bone

can smell the cookies burning

lets catch some fish
or break a dish
and make the morning special
lets crack some eggs
and black some beans
and wrap our legs around us

the jam is gone
the evening long
i sang a song
that all went wrong

the lamb is here
never fear
dancing's on
the fever's gone

:D

Filter your coffee

This has got to die

yes

with one lip curled upwards
and eyes piercing the empty air
green lasers
shooting down
me

you're a hero
smashing every piece
of fine china
delicate to the bone

and cradling
your cuddly crocodile
close

and just smiling
to yourself
at the world
weaving its faithless
tricks
in blind fervour

such a pretty pink

and the water runs dry

what a great book

and the phone lines break

delightful meal

and the chill settles

and the inexorable distance

builds space

interminable waiting

creates calm

leashed longing

leans lazily

on a bed of indifference

and a pair of cool white teeth

beneath the grimace

conjure a confused

chuckle

thou shalt be thine own worse enemy

if thee cannot be thine own best friend

still thinking

this has got to live?