Out of
seed out
of seed
act of
need and
sudden entry
not beautiful
but delicious
not dichotomy
but one
not one
but many
these days
the technologies
of bog
brushes can
get very
complicated indeed
more so
than anyone
ever realises
the fox
took off
the fish
were alert
the music
came loud
in bursts
we become
totally lost
as circumstances
determine us
& this
now on
this beach
here we
look look
your hands!
mummy! mummy!
for sleep
I need
a pen
a feather
broke it
[low rumblings
like mumblings
are humbling
now bumbling
and tumbling
fine scumbling
at last
least said
tickle chase
on to
then for
five now
squeeze out
the flesh
what are
you doing
down there
niggle piggling
too bad
you can’t
go on
no no
no no
yeah no
put then
that way
no more
all at
home all
at home
sings this
sad bird
the silence
the desert
how distant