Smelling of rancid piss and smoke
and a year of bathless days
Peter the Street Freak finds his way
to an empty chair to stare
into the urban ashtray world
where he hocks up phlegm
and words
to inscribe the tortured wretch
writhing in Earth's Bad Dream
Sick tales of the Hero's wasting gut
given as food to Monster Birds
a foul cacocharist
Damned when he shit his steel and stone
where the River meets the Sea
Damned when he piled his turds too high
smearing Sky and Earth
Lord of the Fungus Flower!
Queen of the Radiant Bellied Whale!
Listen! my measured verse is Yours
but avert Hell's twisted rant
scratch a bemused parental smile
in the Stars and on the Hills
[from Mercy Burn,
the Mr Bones Doggone Versations]
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