The tree stood like a soldier at ease,
Like a slowly exploding electric wire,
Like dendrites grabbed out of the brain and magnified,
Like a shout becoming a thousand whispers,
Like a train track diverging,
Like a telephone pole,
Like a shoelace untying,
Like deaf people clapping,
Like a book with the pages leafing in the breeze,
Like an umbrella defying the sky,
Like a policy splintering into regulations.

A is for all, over which I govern,
B is for brighter as is every tomorrow,
C is for children whom I shepherd kindly,
D is for damnation, now ye fear.
E is for everything which I created,
F is for fun which is limited,
G is for goodness which triumphs,
H is for happiness; a quaint idea,
I is for ignorance, I loathe it so,
J is for jolly as are my followers,
K is for knowing of which I have all,
L is for laughter, the sweetest song,
M is for malevolence which I condemn,
N is for no-one who I will not forgive,
O is for omnipotence which I wield sparingly,
P is for poverty, which is a necessity,
Q is for quiet where the angels sing,
R is for religion, all tied together,
Sis for stolen like my purity,
T is for thieving which demons do,
U is for universality,
V is for your voracious appetites,
W is for worldliness supreme,
X is for X-rays, a simple discovery,
Y is for you who I love,
Z is for zero, a notion blessed.

A dark and murky irky
Girl
Skipped down a winding stair

She coiled a bright red ribbon
Through her plaited
Hair

The girl is an angel
She alights at loneliness
She brushes your hand

And whispers
That life is just unfair.

The talk and walk
And breathe and balk
They sing their joys
They invented toys

I love them

Melting, changing
From one form to an effervescent other,
From one state bifurcating to its brother,
Loving the unwilling
Jumping the **** of potential
Avast.

They switch obedience
To new laws that are on them dependent
In new behaviour they are resplendent
Learning about what to do
Minimising the expenditure
Is a common feature

We can thus trace the world
To a simple origin
A simple
Non specified origin
That bends our minds
And bends out measuring sticks
Nonsensically

What one trick could be the cause of the manifold

We pile them high
The slush taking shape
The sky made solid
In our hands.

Every one young or old
Likes to fabricate
The form

Armies would they be
If, like in cartoon,
They could attain conscious
Motion

But alas they are doomed
Like so many of us
To melt and evaporate
And return to whence they came

In the big melt
The sum's rays glinting
Fiery inferno
Causing gentle curving,

Maketh ice
Which forms puddles
Which give way
To earth.