In My Deepest Fantasies
Sunday cockcrow nascent promulgate aural essays reveal,
laissez-faire luscious lustrous buoyant raptures,
radio behemoth prompt to that untamed erudite fantasist,
me the one possessing rippled rampant penchant,
for titanic exploit extraordinaire beyond dimension heftiness,
a stimulant patently innocuous to an undogmatic eardrum,
such as pioneering covalent cinematic caper summoned thus,
embedded in a verge careener pageant piece,
the mosaic rimmed launchpad to a podium adorned shelf by teetering shelf,
wardrobe clutter as abode to verifiable iconic attainment,
Enigmatic silken piece compost ushered,
in by trenchant trademark tremulous signature.
Doe-eyed instrumentalist’s strident brass ensemble,
awake awake for the pier gazing loiterer I beguilingly am prone to,
dreamscape dalliance with fanciful notion has me mesmerised,
transported from a blasé sashay amble into seismic feats
maybe I’m that innocent abroad as stony broke Hitchhiker,
who maunders the acreage of a country whose labyrinthian tongue,
I espouse with exuberance yet proficiency that gaunt horizon contour,
or that moth infested shadowy thirty year secret rule,
I breathlessly expose with a spiral hoist endeavour,
with minuscule latitude I’d silhouette such phantasm,
berthing on some elegist’s perfumed flower,
perhaps just as likely eavesdrop on some mocha sipping mocha,
coffee cup aloft cast among evening tide butterflies,
harvesting my thoughts on barren canvassing back to famous childhoods,
I’m some regal mother’s pinnacle of joy,
a fragile baby cradled by parental soothing sounds,
imagine for a moment me the swimmer that one who wallows,
in oceans Maya Blue driven by Olympic medal glory prospect,
fuelled by driven spirit rushes that manifest drafts so lyrical,
Maverick antennae on a radio safari a cataclysm,
hawking hourglass heritage lodestone.
Closet Peter Pan’s astride transistor,
literati goggle eyed and glued,
Silhouettes of wistful mint leaf tract,
navigating hoarse throat shellback allegory.
Earnest weekend welcome mat to madcap jester,
laureate, bohemian.
Religiously the listener’s transported,
from a humble tepee sanctum,
to a devilishly distant inundation area,
on geometric strained artistic edifice,
nomad siren hymn sheet to mount Half Dome.
Long wave bounder in my dreams,
I limb skip oe’r fiction world simulcast entanglement,
snoop beneath rogallo wing parachute in a Middle East plot,
“twin peaks” would be awestruck by this labyrinthine concourse.
One can flit invisibly round medieval black market cobblestone arcades,
ghost novelist’s ethereal penchant for, pinch and pilfer retro-fit infringement.
Melting cauldron cinnamon dispenser, whiff stick fix antidote to kettledrum ennui,
the blight of urban jungle setting and rural folklore.
Otherworld contortion with a shard of drama,
for magic carpet flight of fancy broadcast,
Lineage derived from ancient epochs,
now assumed but for an inkling, icons I become ,
with card sharp sly booth legerdemain
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