I hate those words.
I try to eat once a day,
but I never swore
I am no fleeing
towards fish rays
I'll eat when starving
and **** the
electrical eels.

I'll rather eat
a **** octopus
Never ate one,
seen the sushi
but doesn't seem
to be
my kind of thing
to me personally.
**** the eels
and **** the octie....

There's a hole in my pocket............

There's a vice....
and its not like rice,
where you wonder
of the meat's so nice
I ponder of the truth,
its time we moved on......
this room is so very dark,
not fulfilling like broth,
I risk capturing a seizure
if the room is not dark.
You won't understand.

There's no breeze,
under sheets,
running full force fan
and 12 hours
since I was empty,
I Imagine a carriage,
wasn't like other years,
and the cracking of beers
isn't like a sheep shear's
or a bottle of Jack's
or  white of *****

Not even a bottle of gin
could save me of my sins,
The opposite being Tequila
I would never go again there.

Wipe the floors,
ascending
and
give a dog a biscuit,
but realize
your tantalizing
is short for tease.

You think you are presently safe,
but presciently do you, think so?
And ambivalently, are you so warm?
Or is it a simple of " I I think so"?

Watch this space.
You're gonna love
my restructuring.......
Nothing like,
a superficial lace,
around your tuxedo.

Summer's over and yet she's told,
she's as memorizing as the sky is bold
Yesterday's fairy-tale is like eggs of yolk

Try it again.....

She's as smooth as the sky's been told,
and the texture over-ruling her is bold
and she warms me and I ....


Try it again....... (Last Time)

Sitting here on the steps, rusty, and crusty
they are blistering and they blister
Those so called eyes are never less than rusty
and the eggs boil but they will make it........
like the bacon and yet I'm in this maze

Almost, try again.......

Oh **** it!!!!!


RGH

Mysteries are like blame,
Clues wash off in the rain
You are so splendidly
inside and out beautiful,
Catch the inflated coloured ball
and kick it back to the smalls,
You and I had a decent distraction,
though brief, it made me feel tall.
You love how I can flow and rhyme
and you sparkle like a new-born dime
Carve every tree in a park of our names
You're the one fantastically,
and so realistically,
erases reality and how I'm numb.....
I'll chase you through teasing trees
and dodge all the angry wasps and bees
Just to be in your arms breathing silently.


RGH

sea salt leaves the memories,
of child-hood fun and gentle tease,
snap-shot in such comforting breeze,
They'll always judge and create make-believe.

Eyes on sea shells , ears of roaring oceans,
the smell of stench contrasts so easily
The factory nearby took the guilt reasonably,
All it takes is an ocean and their capitalism.