for BC
I was thinking of you
as I walked home through the snow.
I was thinking of you.
Sometimes I stepped on the snow
that had not been stepped on
and sometimes I shuffled the snow
that had been stepped on
and I was thinking of you.
I was thinking of you.
I have been thinking of you much.
Not thinking anything particular
about you.
I have been thinking of you much.
I was thinking of you
when it began snowing this morning
and now snowfall is coming deep.
I am thinking of you.
I have been thinking of you much
and now snowfall is coming deep.
for BC
Bunny, darling! You simply can't
tell me it's a prima facie
observation of domestic violence.
The man was loops; it's a grotesque.
And nobody will tell me what I can
or cannot laugh at in a theatre.
Bunny, darling! I don't care
if Hugh Jackman sings delightful
and the lyric's magical.
It isn't canon. It's not the repertoire.
It's not the repertoire, sweety.
Bunny, darling! Don't you dare
pretend you didn't squeal
when the "ugly brothers" licked
their hands and stuck them
down their shorts. Bunny,
Bunny! Don't you dare pretend!
Bunny, darling! If you need a shoulder,
mine will be in the third row
of the matinee performance.
Look for the purple salwar kameez,
the scent of Chloe in the dust,
and I will hold you Bunny,
darling, I'll bring tissues.
Now with soundcloud here: Soundcloud
for BC
Riding out of the ice crevassed rock.
Horwich, Buckshaw, Lostock Parkway
Every station stop is business.
Buckshaw, Lostock, Horwich Parkway
Midnight misting across like hail.
Lostock, Horwich, Buckshaw Parkway
My hands were lost in a mobile's light.
Horwich, Lostock, Buckshaw Parkway
Headlit motels at a taxi's halt.
Buckshaw, Horwich, Lostock Parkway
Fox eyes stared from a terrace window.
Lostock, Buckshaw, Howich Parkway
Railways unspooling from under wheels
Edale, Chinley, Grindleford, Hope
for BC
The telephone had been telling lies
and made you glum.
I wish Alexander Graham Bell's father had been crushed by a train.
I wish the patent office had shredded the application.
The telephone has been telling lies
and made you glum.
*
Love poems
aren't always about the hottest torsos and the biggest cocks
aren't always about love
are definitely not
about heartache.
*
I wanted to remember you
like an egg. FRIED!
I wanted to cheer you up
like an egg. SCRAMBLED!
I wanted to surprise you
like an egg. CUSTARD!
*
Nothing happy ever happens
to the unhappy.
Just as frogs never get settled in rain.
I will love you like spawn
loves the lake and mosquitos.
This is one sticky Spring!
