Saved By The Old Handbags Again
Architecture! Drifting slow
Wondering just where to go
African or Esquimau ?
Impetigo! Dreaming yet
And descending into debt
From Peru or far Tibet?
Paranoia! Drowning not
Floating southwards on a yacht
Hebrew else, nor Hottentot.
Pork Pie! Stetson! Noble hats
Wafting on the breeze like bats
In Entscheidungproblemplatz
Mata Hari, dribbling on
Like a transvestite Klingon
From the depths of planet Tron
Deconstruction! Short of breath
In the forests choked with Death
My forgotten Shibboleth
Moist infusion! How sublime!
Brought to grief in record time
A penance for my life of crime
Contributors: | Roland, fester, feater, P, dkb, Apsley. |
Poem finished: | 10th October 2001. |