It doesn’t matterJust a matter of feelingThe feeling is of natureAnd nature is sensualHas sensitive credibilityTrusting is speculation…
Pain implies a non-God,a specific creation of ouch.Reading Hardy to cheer up.Toothache as revelation.Maggots in a festering…
Food! Food! Bring it quick!Feed me soon or I’ll be sick.Fry me taters, slice me rye.Look lively mate; I’m about to die.Bring me corned…
Time and memory existlike a first kiss,a knowable mysteryfelt forever in theskin of your lips,tingling in a somewherebeyond…