Monday, 28 March 2016

Mushroom Power




Well there was once a mushroom who lived in a meadow. 
He was brightly coloured and had a spotted cap. 
Yellow and pink it was. 
Fancy spittled dots.

Along came by a monkey.
He had purple coloured fangs.
Banana flavoured hair,
A lovely young lad.

Perched on the treetops,
There sat King George.
The Appalachian of the North,
The reigning ruler of his own nose.

George's cousin Julian,
Riding down to the farm.
"Forgive me cousin",
Was all he wrote.



The Bathroom Poet

Friday, 18 March 2016

Alright?



I'm alright,
With a crystal vial of clarity,
The mushrooms rise,
The kings of tides.

I've been conceived,
Once or twice,
Milady's month,
I'm alright.


The Bathroom Poet

Monday, 7 March 2016

Bike, Bake, Wash


I can't sleep.
"Its all in your head"
I can't sleep.
"Please, come with me to bed"


I can't sleep.
"I'm getting tired of this charade"
I can't sleep.
"Lie in bed and rest your neck"


I can't sleep.
"I'll end you, I swear"
I can't sleep.
"Calm down, it's okay"


I can't sleep.
"Get out of my sight"
I can't sleep.
"That's it, goodbye"


*gunshot*


Erratic Behaviour

Sunday, 6 March 2016

Elevator 1


What day is it?
What time is it?
Where am I going?
What is this?

Infinite loops in this finite universe,
Troopers within the syllabus,
                          Harry riding on his nimbus,
Finding myself falling in reverse.

Erratic Behaviour

Wednesday, 2 March 2016

Board



An appropriation of time.

When the sun, moon, and stars align.
The trills of pleasures collide,
While the crows of pain subsides.


Erratic Behaviour