yo-yo me

brilliant waltz
of heart
the spears
of the dark
juvenile
are the bones
the jubilee
of stones
may they
mayday
yo-yo me
in your soul
can I crawl
up your throat
you’re my favourite goat
how come you’re unshaved
today is the day
is it or it is
who knows
it is not I or I it is not
blot dot
of wriggle
your winkle
and your wink-lashes
are my favourites
I have you bookmarked
cheer hon
honey cheers
should I wake you at morn
I told you so
much only will I speak
is this my comb or your foot
similarities
I told you
just like you and I
head-drummed sigh
can I buy you bubble gum
you can chew it a while,
then return
it to me
you know once I thought
that the Be free pub
was full of befrees
whatever that is
but now I know
that they get
born...


4
july2004


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