Just thoughts..

I am not religious


But temptations are best


Listened to with much


bass


Seductions with a squid


with suction


let us zap with joy


I am into electrics


find me in the storm


surrounded by crows


and cows.



History is alive and well.


And there she was!!!


With a world brimming




I have to reach for


Nothing at all


that kind of love


not in surround sound


or burning love whirls


wild.




This hurt or sort


to find out


in the hand of


burning love


on a burning bush


all to fall into


strangles the


root of all


holes.


Hold on yea!


for love must arrive


in a can


as like soup


give me that broth


no brothel


Oh no! love shall come.


i am ready for nothing!


this is greeeat!



Winter makes zombies moist with dew..

They wander around after 2:oo

Stay home they said

For when midnight strikes


ZOMBIES ARE COMING


A bar can do wonders true

with bar flies dancing

to strobe lights


Come now and be sensible

Zombies just are not real

but I feel something

something is coming


The bar door is flung wide

And the zombies get inside

You should have been more

wise..

Ha!

 
 

It was her wild smile,

for laughs came faster
till she grabbed my hands
hers so softly tender
and tender was her manner
brushing her cheek to
mine
Not like winter she said
below the apple trees
biting with snow
we could blend together
against all weather
oh
Oh no was I to tether
below the bells
were set to toll
and I waited
for hours and day
and there a single flower
Lay.

 

Nothing like it!

Zombie Nose looked up

It was suddenly bright and green

Suddenly there he was

Mister Hole himself

Can I help you said Hole

Anything to offer you?

I can be your new friend,

I think

Therefore I am being

Quite has become

My giant tree

Calling me the little man

I suppose I am

Can I make you some tea,

The tab will be on me!

a fog came in like

a real blanket

floating near my head

My head said Hole

I am Bill Hole

Do you smell my situation

As if to call nose something

Like a deviant!

Oh no the tree

It is reaching out for me

Maybe to rub my back

Perhaps I scratch

Oh zombie nose

Can you smell?

Please let me help!