Ignatius Brabazon

Ignatius Brabazon Apr 2015

To tie up my guts and bowels.
And others.

Ignatius Brabazon Apr 2015

My mind is silting up,
which is rarely helpful.

Ignatius Brabazon Apr 2015

Quoth Arthur. And below him, saw he all manner of nasty things.

Ignatius Brabazon Apr 2015

A Rock

To live under,
for a while.

Ignatius Brabazon Apr 2015

Rocks

Living under them,
be nice.

Ignatius Brabazon Apr 2015

an inner essence flitter away to the wasteland,
and dwell in the hermitage of my thoughts and resolutions

Why are you liking this pome? It's dreadfull - doesn't even have punctuation.

Ignatius Brabazon Apr 2015

Walking

In God's Holy Trousers