great language. such subtle twisting!
this could be a cool Nick Cave song
KS
2008/6/7 David Bircumshaw <[log in to unmask]>:
> Prospero's Slump
>
> Ah my mad genetic mother
> who drowns the runt unwanted kittens
> downwind of your stinking midden,
> nursingly basting the slaughtered,
> who toythings with tenderness and rhymes,
> dressing dolls in your head-yard,
> telling your jacks your jills but lies, mother,
> all favourites your flowers all weeds.
> The honeybees they're dying, mother,
> the ground work-rate's murder;
> this is the latest of reports from an idiot
> on sporting chances, New Orleans.
>
>
> --
> David Bircumshaw
> Website and A Chide's Alphabet
> http://homepage.ntlworld.com/david.bircumshaw/
> The Animal Subsides http://www.arrowheadpress.co.uk/books/animal.html
> Leicester Poetry Society: http://www.poetryleicester.co.uk
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