The straw boated man

The straw boated man croons
his battered guitar sings with strings along
waves are crashing as the fishermen
plays, a catamaran fights
the wind and wins
a carnage of flags and palm trees
bow
in ordnance to the dance
of the seagulls pirouettes on invisible thermals
only they can see, and hold, and romance
The gentleman sat to my right
is slowly basted red
although no sun has shed
in half a week
so the sangria is doing its job
I laugh inside, and realise
that my tan too is finalised.
A troll sits on the sea front wall
performing fellatio on a mint choc ice cream cone
a troll? perhaps a she teen
I try to focus and take it in
a bridge is left unguarded I fear
a tear
From the wind breakers
on my cheek
as the cone ejaculates green
on her second chin
and I weep.
It is time to return the cell of an apartment
retire my desire
prey for fire and warmth
the sea front closes
disclosure
I flip a Euro to the straw boated man
and sleep, weep
in the salty
aftermath
spanish legs raised
can can.

I met a Muslim and a Scotsman

It is no ones fault
except the forecasters who sold
the beds in the first place
I met a Muslim and a Scotsman
who swore in Arabic and Celt it had never
ever
happened before
the coffee liquor
and Quantro, may help me sleep tonight
to ignore the dust and stained sheets
and continue the fight.
A tattooed man smiles you see
he may be looking for someone like me
to explain the best bus routs to travel on
or the train I should board. to catch
I fasten the patio windows
double secure the latch
yet tonight I shall sleep
that much I guarantee
the house wines in my head
from the nightmare afternoon
yet it will, on a twist
set me free.

Do you fancy changing the world together?

Do you fancy changing the world together?
with your blue eyes and mine of black
reversing the aneurysm
the heart attack
instigating a reason to butterfly effect
a porcelain skin, i crave
grave and willing on an inlet
ship out and deviate
on menus we can not afford,
do you want to change the world together?
we dont understand and yet we trans pond
on a lillypad of time
spawn of cream and cry
I ate a tear and try to respond.
forever is not long enough for me
we saw a soar rising sun in the middle of nextyer year
a shadow danced in a ghost in an eighteen wheeled V
banjo Ally was all it found
do you want to change the world with me?
they say its impossible
it could never be done
but I travelled to insania, and found
a laughing insecurity, a fellow place
in my mind
it's a retrospective bareback ride
that I need to saddle forever
do you fancy chaining the world together?