down to the river
to wash my hands free
of another sots mud

i relieve my lies in the bushes
i shrug acts
           lax from my shoulders
bathe off soft data

merely a being
and that is all

solved

Disperse             this hearse driven feeling
  clap it between monkey symbols
    matter-**** it
   unridden
  to the currents

out
  from under
        the murky work
               thirst
and the media
that dictates the worst   idea of my personality
and into the great dunder maws
                            of the life humour

rude verbal attack

vulgarity
                 heaves from me

can't unmake the bout

become unmanageable

deconstruct our good union

rain drained down
upon us cold
paraded away our labours
pegged at out bare backs
and showboated us all
as temporary
reactive
and lacking in good humour