Aidan Ceagrave

Psychosis

Falling down,

Jiggery jumping,

Lingering lumping,

Spitting,

Slurred speech,

Head bent,

Arms bent,

Limping then dropping,

Dragging,

Hair in the eyes,

Missing teeth,

Dragging behind,

"O please",

"O please",

With all their arms pointed out-

Missing and hidden,

Wishful families are still reminiscing,

In romanticized murmurs-

Shoking,

Filthy stocking,

Hidden and hidding,

Gone.

The Doberman Dog

A 'Shout',

I was shanghaied, shanghaied by the Crown,

The Partridge Bird Ostrich,

Was reminiscing with a frown,

The Partridge Bird Ostrich, him, me and we,

Found on wood, down the Thames were bound,

"------ you Dog",

Dark fur tanned,

Pointed ears cropped,

Intelligent tendencies,

That, the Doberman Dog,

A narrow flag, a quilt, a demon jolly Roger,

Pointed perched across the crow's nest,

Pharaoh's catcher jackal-

Analyzing up, analyzing the Guernica crew,

A 'Shout', show jumping, dog sniffing,

Pop brush Limping,

"What are you doing?"

From the Partridge Bird Ostrich yield a 'Shout'......

The pup, a bud, The Doberman Dog,

On the wood plow row, cohabiting crew,

The few, the Partridge Bird Ostrich, 

And the Doberman Dog-

Upon the wood plow row, like a photo frame box-

The pointed front, with the frame afloat,

Forwardly flows, in-depth afloat

Down the Thames, the photo frame box,

To close, to close,

Rocks, rocks, rocks,

Pentetrated splinters,

The photo frame sinks,

As the Doberman Dog blinks-

For the crew, Percy Fawcett's fate,

Snorkeling Ostrich,

The Doberman Dog, than spots out a crate,

From a gaze, in the crate,

The two smoker's painting,

The smoking men painting-

Colour fades away, the colour washes away,

The colours gone, gone away,

The colour washes away within the wave.............