snooty
   blue tinge
agony

  burning
of  
the brain
thoughts-mouth

   this is the
doom of
the Perri Perri
almonds and

    cashews

tired
   eyes

bright
    screens

water-wanting
   lips


fingers clicking carelessly


hopes
and wishes

of a small gold
coin

to buy

a stack
of
many
many
   lollies


...naughties

   chocolates

and invisibility
  cloaks




  
the dread

  of the coming
dreads

the hopes

of the
future


   the grumbling
stomachs

  and whispered

hellos

left
aligned

                                                        ­                     middle middle

                                                         ­                                                                 ­                                                  ish            "Jim the fish"



just
T
H
I
N
K
I
N
G




and swaying to
the
twirly
of
this
planet



                                    ­                                                  i wish i could hear
                                                            ­    the ****** of the stones
                              that for some crazy reason
    you threw at me when we
were sitting on a
log

and talking

i loved

talking to
you

**still do

she jumped

he was frightened

the shock
could not
be heightened

and that led to
a
gasp

a person
nearby

heard the gasp
(he thought 'twas a cry)

and he ran to help
in case it was
a
matter very grim

but in doing so
he twisted his
ankle
which made him swear
and
bellow

which caused another fellow

to be concerned for
the ears
of certain
children

who liked the sounds
of the exclamations
and repeated them
often to
their
horrified parent's
ears

and those
parents
were
worried

and new actions
they prepared

to help poor children never learn filth
but the
people all in favor

unfortunately
shared the room
where
a naughty little bug who liked to call
himself
doom

gave them all the flu

and smirked
and laughed which caused his sister to be alarmed

and that wasn't good for her health

and even with all their wealth

   the bugs could not save her from
certain
decease

so they wept
and wet the ground

which was full of little seedlings

and needed just a little bit of
water to
spring up

and so many little shoots
came through
and made the ground

a pretty sight with flowers
all around

...and all
of this
glorious-ness
happened
because
someone

*jumped

breezy
and again
bleary

wind hair face cold
semi-
conscious

some kind
of musical

playing tinking

as the ticking
makes no
blare

blah

lids
half
glimpsing

glitter
recent performer's static chaos

passing past
"the Garden Village"

oh
the night's
lazy
and
black

--

just got back
(like you...?)

tick tock*

(tick tock)*


at theirs
today

won't go
away

must stay and
play

but clock is
ticking

my thoughts
are
kicking

oh god
they're late

but still i must
wait




butiwassupposedtopracticeat9:30andwhatisitnow?1:20.­howmuchisthiswholethingreallyworth??

when there's
nothin'
left
to say

nothin' left to
do

just
choc n roll