London reviewed its lurid prose
For half a hack knee and a dose of blood pudding
But then it slippered off
Lampering under street lights and porcelain plains
Half a stain away with the fork and the spoon
Nursery rhymes fell and couldn't be Humpty Dumpdeed
Half a stain away with the fork and spoon
Porcelain scrapings jumped the moon
Leaving the kniflings
Misunderstanding their childhood
Slippering off some slidden train
Rank of thought in pools of light
Posing as prose beside the blood pudding
And the laughter humpty dumpdeed a fork over the spoon
For half a hack knee and a dose of lurid prose
London slept beside its misunderstood childhood
Lampering some S-O-S
Distress and dress the morning
Slippering off some slidden train
Scampering one london away
For some dress rehersal
The lurid prose never understand.
Denis Streeter 2/22/11
I like these lines, too: "Distress and dress the morning/Slippering off some slidden train/
ReplyDeleteScampering one london away"
ps. yes, you should have been sleeping but i'm glad you were writing! Cc