Brightlight Bad Dream
Lay Lay
Rings and stings and things that jingle
Fly me chromium plated to the start
Wet and warm beneath tangerine streets
Head and shoulders above the rest
Lay Lay
Trickling and tickling and things that glow
Burnt out gas blue busted glass ass
Poxy edged puke face fingers forty
Finds fumble bumble bleeding trail
Lay Lay
Razzle and dazzle and things that blind
Coolio dark double bubbles of whereyabin
Stepping out piss poor pockets of rain drops
Lost my way on the one way goin nowhere
Lay Lay
Popping and kopping and things that blow
Rag a bobbin two a penny bit dangle man
Moon beam shopping trolley lolly loo bender
Goldie locks love licker in my fuckin bed
Lay Lay
Dripping and dipping and things that jive
Push pencil lips agin rain stained window
Mop plop bucket brain fish breath baby boo
Here cums that bright light bad dream again
For certain for sure
Here cums that bright light bad dream again
Lay Lay
Lay Lay
Rachel Bond
Wed 9th Mar 2011 23:56
i love this poem, the way the words tumble over each other, the gutter imagery, the dreamlike random interconnectedness...
its one ill enjoy for a different reason every time i read it and a really enjoyable read it is x
my fave of yours i think,
Thanks Gus x