Thomas the experi- mental linquistically innovative lyrical poet -sighing at the reading window where no wolves prowl - is beating his poetic wings to crush and bend language flapping in the sing song dust of chaos that scrapes outside of lingo normal's door.
And the timbre of his doppleganger - an oil throated story teller - tells in speech gap narratives how fragmentary life whispers linear trad syntactic sound redundant, whilst here in parliament bank mermaid accurate pieces testify to the sweeping ferocity of slam multiple adornments in car picture garlands driving on street world sheet roads
running to roll on bronze wine ships which hulk along white foam ribbon under star dark pin prick skies then roll off upon a sea outside of language.
Into the terminal herding area of a wet crust soggy heaven where test card olympians stare through blue ripped yellow depths and forge grammatically odd sculptured poems in smithies of disruption which poise and swim on rock top tables littered with OAP infinities;
gagging to laugh and gurgle at the filter jelly film packets with owl panel corner cracks sweeping colour friendly hair clutch boxes into needle murmers.
Smirking repeatedly as the head's breath inhales insect windmills, grinding into particles of moment the dreams we rinse when unconsciousness creeps; sleeping off the full glob of life that's been shrewed through the sieve, mixed and shrunk whipped to the consistency of blurred paint then thrown out of kilter until the faint trace of an outline stirs and makes identification of word packages dumped in the cauldron at the warehouse of shifting contexts
dissolving you I we or them unofficial legislators whose technology problem is vision compressed 'n driven into a nascent flash of immensly creative capacities radically affecting past methods because
"easy"
does not do it anymore
"hard fun"
is the future says Seymour the mis- chief and mysticism guru who brought hi tech to learning under the edict of Seamus
now stroking his palm clamped face with ideal fingers designed to tame in a dazzling dance the irrational from biting back
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