Every Day is not Electric Skittles





I will take this one

lacksidas-ily

not having so much in my mind



the adjacent weekend

not leaving much colours

to work with in midweek

confusion



my captive audience

of Captain James

can wait for digits to

roll



must keep the mind -

muscle moving

so i envision every day

gorgeous



must make the minutes

like skittles not pavements

and describe the motionless

tides of hours



must be a poet and not

search for dope

amongst the myriad ashes



must hide the every day

cigarette drag

amongst zoo creatures

defining suburbia



must drink in the

morning

not having an evening

to subtley wow pop

harmonious



for I've known

(as you know)

for ages now that

every day is not

electric skittles



that the rainbow

is only an aftertaste

and the best taste the

taste of rum in

our stomachs



the sweeties which

shine out the brightest

are the ones which reject

the most light



this isn't whimsy

nor chemicals

its Science

and Science is truth



and we're at our best

(our best being THE best)

when telling truth

to get fucked



so frazzling eye sockets

with dangerous chemicals

cheerio - ing the

bitumen shores



abdicate heavily to

psychedelic seas

and wake up groaning with

nausea



as frightened of death

as everyone else

so thats neither

here nor there



as savvy of Gods

as shoulder shrug

masses

tho heavier of it

in mind



and time equalizes

our plus-es and zeroes

only God doesn't die

addicted



I'll take your

applause and your pats

on the head now

I just felt my mind

melt to silence



took a massive gulp

of stomach - wreck golden

continuation of

circle

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