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Waiter

Disembowel the metric.
You were unmade to me.

Like a polish.
Waiter, stand.
I found it.
The pronounce.

Pepper it on.

Waiter isn’t swayed.
The motor is a fish.
Pass it off as meat.
Palm oil your dish.

I would have liked it in summer.
You bow a knee to your friends.

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Dilated lines

I had dilated lines
and they make short defence of you
because they’re only tasting mine
and the mud was in the paddock with you.

The maid laid the barrel they’re in.
Need coffee now to loosen their tongue.
It’s a man with his feeling hands.
Pretending everything he says is so dumb.

Embalm my lazy leg for me
and watch how the children will sway.
Cut my founders out some/their meat
today

Somebody braided their tongues.
Into caterpillar once was fed.
The only free thinker in the village
is the one everyone calls ‘the idiot’.

Motors at the ready. They deplete.
Cameras at the helm, and they’ll rot.
The power houses horses have been fed.
The cameramen have all been shot.

Undulating lines.

It buried in the hand.
The leg was rash.
The neighbours maid was laid before me
with lance.

There was marrow in his hands.
The man was laid.
Romanced.
The day before me.
I had no plans that day, so.

We had marrow in balance.
It made me do no revision.
The man. This hands.
Television for me.
I see lance.
It’s almost a morning song.

Unknewn to youth.
I made their plans.
It’s a battle for their plans.

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Overall

Cover me in drag.
The men will find you.

Barter while he’s sad.
The men will find you.

Overall.

A couple in the sage.
The men will find you.

Herb garden on the ledge.
The men will find you.

Overall.

This summer
a forum was held in booths.
The cats above
did stray away.

We round them up
and hold their paws.
We clip their wings.
Their only prey.

Dilemma to charge
the cleaners maid.
The soil is yet
too much to claim.

The borders are free, with rent to pay.
At least they vow to stay away.

Remind me why we lay.
The men will find you.

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Fellow pianist

We’re living in the read and write brigade.
Now we’re struggling cos you don’t know how your bed’s made.

We’re living in the read and write brigade and you don’t know how your bed’s made.

Fluff your pillow, pianist.
Fluff your fellow pianist.
Fluff you pillow penis.

We’re living in the read and write brigade and you don’t know how your bed’s made.
Now we’re struggling. Put the duvet on, you’ll see.

Listing in tongue tying.
Fluffers tiff.
Long time.
Get this deed.
Unharmed.
Rub us down when your unhard.

Blistering in rudderless arms.

Listing.
Hung higher.
Lust down in your Peso’s.
Two pals, couple through.
Listing when hung.
Hide.

Piddle starts getting drowning.
Slips out his big johnson.
Hung like he came.
Understand me, he is long.

Hung guy.

Listing in night.
Was bountiful and on trend.
Hung higher unstrained, instead.

Listing in tongue.
Bow Wow says “He’s wrong!”
Insisting I’m in need.
Now Bow Wow’s pounding me.

Now, don’t start.
I’m hung higher.
Listing in long time.
Listing in hay.
Now standing with they.
Piston in hung higher.
Pissed on.
Missed her johnson.

We’re living in the read and write brigade and you don’t know how your bed’s made.
Now we’re struggling, to put the colour of the dog in the city.