hold your horses

I've got something on the way. Not ready yet though. Hang on.

SORRY NO POSTS IN AGES I'M A TERRIBLE BLOGGER

although this was always supposed to just be creative things, and I haven't done any in a while, so that's why. Sorry.
I PROMISE there will be some short stories soon. And a dada poem made from rejection slips. Lala.
But here is a picture of some strapping young men.



wanting

I feel no acute lack in the light that passes
Through that particular sort of dust - the wistful, wandering
Motes defining a sun-beam, strips glazing the exam-hall.

For company, I have a succession
Of blue and green steel mallards and red plastic swans
Making their way like sail-boats down the Euston impasse.

What need I the Rose and the Lily?
For ornament, I prefer the lichen
That sprouts out of concrete.

Whoever mentioned Lilac? Good maybe for flavour,
But Lavender does better, but Soy Sauce
Or Peanut-Butter do better still.

I would tell fortunes, according to the cosmic forces
That shape the cracks in paving-stones.