some shapes & ideas. old atrefacts endured. certain
mitsakes with spelling. enjoyed the work seen recently,
backwards applause while others kniw wire. the garden
tools lined up neatly needing the white wash wall. ivy
i will watch the film on perception tomorrow alongside
another. red & white. they say it will change my life.
meanwhile i prod boxes.
hot fitful evening.
wine and itching skins.
enigmatic man. again continued
the interview. good teeth, skin aging well
despite the sun.
he answered questions
beautifully, mysteriously sayng,
that he could say nothing
about most things.
he may have been
a spy, for the cia.
it is the royal welsh
it is a source of inspiration, and research. it is written, yet having writ. we use. imagination, add a dose of suggestion, slightly thinking this is fact we do not move on when perhaps we should. so moving on quickly……
maybe we need to check our numbers at the end, see if one or more are missing. need to count them carefully, one side then the other.it is all a pattern, that keeps us safely, leads us onward.
what about this list, to do it before you die, well as she said, you probably can’t do it after. some may disagree – another belief. we try not to judge, yet that bucket was not worth five pound,so
we paid two.
ready for later.
some things cannot be put to word.
i try. hard. you lay there cold.
i stumble stutter say sounds backwards.
think i know? i thought i knew
there is silence. some socks
will not fit the drawer.
some things need tidying.
there were bits of cabbage in the water,
now they are down the sink.
– When I was a tiny girl I lived in an orange crate with Sputnik the Space Earwig and it told me the secrets of the stars.
– Did you really?
– Who really lived in the orange crate?
– Laika the Space Dog.
– A terrier. But it downloaded Laika’s consciousness.
– Did it?
The terrier would never come out of the orange crate so one day I crawled in and it was conducting an entire choir of earwigs.
– Was it?
One day it was snowing and an orange glow came from the crate so I crawled in. The terrier snarled but the earwig welcomed me.
– Did it?
They had a lovely warm fire going made of the dried bodies of ants and were sipping hot Future Juice.
– No they didn’t and they weren’t.
I would curl up on a mat of matted curls the earwig had snipped away and listen to their tales of other worlds.
– But did you?
– No, I didn’t.
The main problem with giraffe necks is once you start growing them they take over the whole plantation, as Doc Moreau and I discovered to our cost.
Come on down to Doc Moreau’s and my Mad Giraffe Neck Sale! We are literally up to our necks in mad giraffe necks and they’re only getting taller!
People ask Doc Moreau and I what the hell do the giraffes think about Mad Giraffe Neck Sale? We say they’re mad as hell about it and so are we!
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People ask what do we do with all the giraffe heads? Mostly we just stitch em back on the stumps n sell em as ‘Mutant Horses’. Yeehaw!
Sometimes we pop a giraffe head on each end of a Super Mad Giraffe Neck Cable so they can pass on feedback from distant galaxies.