a kimberleena flower
burned et injected...a teasing power
an orchestra of weeds
as the disflowered kimberleena bleeds
'the albion rooms' lost, looms
we've cometh this far,
battered our wheels on rustic tar
a red post box my distraction
distant tales of 'our plan of action'?
walls...evergreen..evergreen
little bilo nowhere to be seen
park encaves me, as 'what left of liberty?' behaves me
haunted house on the priory
priory court (lessons not to snort)
where ye are punished? taught?
two nights b'ore the morrow
what shook me? a concotion of ecstasy n' sorrow
a strengthened sip (burning lip)....led me down a forgotten trip
last night twas hazy
as i reminice..lay, lie, sigh 'life lazy'
on board a railway line (stops one to nine)
nev'r remember gettin back on time
buskers hats, tall men (flats)
frogs n bed hogs...a blanket of 'not quite with it' fogs
talks, speaks of safety pins
drums fer dustpan bins (binned sins)
infinite pipes fer the boys in stripes
the bridgeman squints n types
in sequence (we) 'whos gotta gasper?'
poor, poor, poor bones..spreads as a tramp
his afro humours his violent moans
behind hidden droans...and all but once a silence spitters
a stillness sharply twitters
''lay around bugs n' jitters'
''crackin crown' green eyes
the camera dont ever lie, lies ( i saw you, remember green eyes?)
you defy all fucking reason
to the tower, serve an infinite treason
tonight i met tinny tinny tramp tramp
nestled neatly behind the old lamp
'my funny valentine' he reminisses
binned kisses, up the lane the drunkard pisses
'behind my infinite smile, spreads a mile'
tut-tuts recognitions, realisations
'im his lady tut-tut' i step out of the confusion of my rut-tut-tut
'tut-tut'
tonight i met tinny tinny tramp tramp nestled neatly behind the old lamp, jazz roars as the old giffer snores, up against the helpless hoars
bradleys pub (the tramp down the back alley)
x
an infinite life of plasters...
paint a broken nail fold me up send me in the mail
address? a lovers tale, i failed to fail..left behing a string of trail
a brown paper bag
a copper n ' lace flag
and all at once ranterings
of an old higgedy hag
her life made up of plasters
to unstick? a pinprickety prick prick
she masters... (she never quite masters)
not to to let him steal..
off another one will peel
life, i am but an infinite life
of plasters, mistakes
'hidden'
'casters'
'ever gobstopping' lasters
an infinit e life built of plasters
the art of secrets (hidden)
underneathh the plasters she masters
ill wear the sticker 'guest'...
and so i sit a failed 'run n hit'
wait for a gasper.. 'oh hockygirl come quick'
thoughts to clean his clothes
wash away all his loathes?
how a babyshambler sweats
all in a pipey he forgets...
today im wearing a pretty dress...summer..baby blue
the innocence of 'two'
''you look like a binman''
he calls, hauls..anything to create my helpless falls
fainted words, tainted language
what does it say?
how it should have been something mystical which lay
merly the address at which you stay
a clamp of heals
oh how lonely one person feels
a ciggarette my mind steals
never spent a penny on me 'we'
never strolled down to the friday night pictures
nor sat parallel candle lit with a parousel
never talked of weather
walked fields..picked, hands in heather
hither, thither
share a smile...in our hands travel a mile
walk a while
sit where all the city sleeps
where tinny tinny tramp tramp weeps
the rampess, trampess
nonsicalness, with her sunday best...sit a while and rest...its time
ill where the sticker 'guest'
‘mee fishies tinny tinny tramp tramp n lady tut tut
fins intwined..scales in a rut tut tut
hes frail n' skinny tis tinny tinny...
soon get him on the old ginny ginny
n' lady tut tut? no no monsieur 'she aint no mut, tut tut'
fishy kissy kissies
from tut tut...missy missys
swishes, kisses with her pinny lil finny finny
kissy kissy tinny tinny