Rape of the Crock

First poem ever sent
caused pain

 

boy hung up angry,

never spoke to me again –

 

In poetry hung
a deadly fore-edge 

 

did not apprehend

the dancing demonographer

 

stalking my pen –

Its frailty skidding

 

along like a log,

misty waters endometric, 

 

dense flashes, spray – fog!

Loneliness brazened

 

through floodplains

flurry, balk & heat.

 

But nothing 

outdeuced heartbreaks

 

fey shadowy torture

shy quavery, din sinister

 

rape of the lock

rupture of the deep –

 

Bemazed unreformable

misdread – delirament

 

sly dense glutton, niaf

scarlet runner, unsquarable –

 

fiery f&ck-wit thief.

Golden Mole 

 

lickerous & apocalyptic,

dying dying dying –

 

oh to be lief!