Twenty-six milligrams of toothpaste, a coffee jar and a liquidised elephant could never be caught in a net. Neutralizing even a dopey dog barking loudly. And a curtain CCTV closing and opening. Dishes discussing dangerous daggers. And a spotted tea towel waving to a smiley moon. One orchid ornately offers originality. And a queue of curd brains fall like dominoes. A pizza is neither a castle or a house. And houses grin when cleaned. Admire that then. Fetching feeling fraternising fishes flushing fungi. And all the time a melon plays on a swing. Great. *** forty-nine fortified fries. And a dustbin lid. How wonderful. Xxxx polarisation z
Categories:
liquidised, analogy,
Form: I do not know?
Twenty-six milligrams of toothpaste, a coffee jar and a liquidised elephant could never be caught in a net. Neutralizing even a dopey dog barking loudly. And a curtain CCTV closing and opening. Dishes discussing dangerous daggers. And a spotted tea towel waving to a smiley moon. One orchid ornately offers originality. And a queue of curd brains fall like dominoes. A pizza is neither a castle or a house. And houses grin when cleaned. Admire that then. Fetching feeling fraternising fishes flushing fungi. And all the time a melon plays on a swing. Great. *** forty-nine fortified fries. And a dustbin lid. How wonderful. Xxxx polarisation z
Categories:
liquidised, analogy, baseball,
Form: I do not know?
LAMPS
in a room full of wine bottled peagreen lamps
velvet cushions of blood pillow tramps
liquidised assorted pots
constellation drops
sanity
stops
vanity
landing dark red clots
a fresh new beating life stops
as life seeps into dark soggy damps
in a room full of wine bottled peagreen lamps
Categories:
liquidised, abortion,
Form: Rhyme
LIQUID STATE
numb brain cauterised
thoughts melt liquidised
goodbye gentle globe
may you never again
drown in snow
all will miss
the elegance
of your despair
no more howling
like ovens or
crying out
prayers
numb brain cauterised
thoughts melt liquidised
vainglorious
heart hanging
death draining
where the sky
feels more
remote
than the
realms of ageing
dreams
the staircase to ultimate bliss
is now flowing out of
state commission
what else can I say as
blue armies draw closer
and life pulsates like a
tadpole in my brains
liquid state
© Kim van Breda—8 July 2015
Categories:
liquidised, psychological,
Form: I do not know?