Eligible children if you die
then dreadful trumpets will
haunt your family's glorious
coat of arms burying the flowers
in marshland, acid pleat little
Goldilocks all your coffers dispersed
mangled amongst a baying pauper nest
trove of skivers bone to bone
hillock skies rain cheese
yet here we lay in dreamers dream
roses bestride in glassy stream
my head in furrows loam from
morning until eve an egg
germinates a frog free from all tyranny.
Years pass and the doom cast drivers
hurtle to hooting on the ruins
of this devastated world our forsaken frog
is now subterranean being remade
in rootkit swill he has arisen
in shopping cart blitzkrieg muted and
transmogrified across all time
as a failed exorcism where Mastery finds
itself in the inter-passive online delicatessen
preening a YouTube soliloquy aeternum.
The contemporary helices
for your head is a parasite brain
where your undamaged world sings
a suburbana mumbling blue hue
the frog has amassed a large
trove of elders gilded in the router,
the chortle nest of haemorrhoids
wrapped around this hive mind
and perforated in callouts all doffed
and no where to go, hole closes.
'Truth seeking' on a jiggle peak
or wallbang this scythe
crashing into the inner wall of
your parasite brain its dearest
kept patriot bulldog cut to poor
crucible, the pageantry of
urine culverts they gleam under light
they shimmer in the sink
when you wake shaking
to be found later in a hedgerow
with baited breathe carping
a tune never forgotten likely
melted for not being bulls-eyed.
