York @ Fulford Arms 12/01/17 #poetry


Sound check, play, eat, sleep
Wash, rinse, repeat
Random news bits filter in

Another day in Dork land
A funny kind of Valentine
The dicks are falling
Like the flags of defeated countries

Working skillfully with
That which is part of everything

Green pepper breath
Broccoli farts
Yorkshire pudding wrap pants

Paisley butterflies
Candy striped pillows
Lavender scented duvet covers
Warm morning conversations
Keep the game clean

And the lights, the lights, the lights.
Just like baby Jesus
They were born to sell.

Tonight let’s tape a croissant
to the moon And dance like our shoes
were made of butter.

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