Goally, rolly
And a carpet of peas
Rolled up in a blanket
Set out upon seas
Fire and a banquet
Lamplit reliefs
Sugar candy mountains
Rotting young one's teeth
Rapacious raptors
And captors of belief
In capacious chapters
Read from pulpits beneath
Stone arches and bridges
Of a midnight's grief
When all the walls fall
We put up in good faith
Shattered the wrong foot
Chews its pavement of souls
Walking down the road
Of little self-control
Too much self-control
Leads to a traffic jam patrol
Where people cram in queues and ram
Their heads in petty polls
Changelings and shapeless things
Make jelly fish stands
Where octopus sell shellfish
And the selfish understand
Jealousy is a jellyfish
That stings and holds on tight
And will want to wrap its tentacles
around your throat tonight
But the beach is full of lost souls
And the sea awash with fish shoals
Diverting and divining the right
And searching in a rockpool for
Merciful relief
That all the pearls are oyster tears
Down along the beach
I walk my dog, my wolves are packed
Like sardines in a tin can
And the ice cream man he sells my soles
To footpads of the caravans
Which come past
Like camels cast
Ships' shadows out on the ocean
A followed fast
The murky mast
creeps out of misty motion
My love is a lark, and sleepless dark
And dendrites of devotion
For thought sparks
The potted past in history's looking glass
Why do the seas, in constancies
bring back what we have thrown them?
Regurgitate the waste and hate
We've robbed and de-robed them
The shadows cast and I am last
To leave the rotting lotion
Of foam stuck fast to friends faces past
I once loved with deep emotion
