i

boredom or death
is one not t´other?
death is boring..

and boring is..
(well,it´s not betjeman
but betjeman was boring..)

ii

our protagonists take the
scenic way-
past the old and infant
enjoying the sun and fluffed up

ducks..pointing to wonder
their love and innocence..
not so much hair nor teeth
but a fine day

many have gone and many
to come the green and breezes
infinite prayer..
happy..

grumpy ruminates-perhaps one
day,
i will be published and fame
be a spike in my guts..

to make a difference,ah,
we are home-mum..!
were back..i am hungry
how did it go..?