Monday 18 November 2019

bletchley, obviously

i mean obviously i would have tried for bletchley had i been given the chance to take this fractal map of a brain of mine and used it to save lives but fate deemed my time to be now instead so here i am madly tapping out poems on a new-fashioned keyboard instead of a friendly sensual olivetti in some smoke-filled silk-screened studio in soho selling perfume on the side and sometimes putting rollers in when i feel the urge and sometimes sneaking soldiers in when i feel the urge and sometimes solving riddles when i feel the urge i mean obviously i would have tried for blethchley had i been given the chance to take this fractal map of a a brain of mine and used it to be brave but i am brave here now too living with grey hair and i mustache and being fat fat fat and loud and funny and blunt and sometimes kissing old friends when i feel the urge and sometimes getting tied up when i feel the urge and sometimes surrendering to hot wax when i feel the urge i mean obviously i would have tried for bletchley had i been given the chance

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