the polka dotted blind quail

when i had just been born

the blind quail he did speak to me

crowning my bald soft head

he told me i was to be free

he told me i was to be free

 

In that room where the babies wail

I was taught the wisdom

Of

the polka dotted blind quail

Of

the polka dotted blind quail

 

I wondered free for many a year

With a polka dotted blind quail

Brooding on my feathered soft head  

so on the bleed he could be fed

All the world’s sad unending tales

All the world’s sad unending tales

 

I walked until my tongue was

a dried stump

Till i lay down on the banks of a river

Where diminished moon shadows

came to jump

Where diminished moon shadows

came to jump

 

I woke and the polka dotted blind quail

From my cursed bald head had sailed

And The wind that had left me cold and pale

Had left my bones also veiled

Had left my bones also veiled

 

In that room where the babies wail

I was taught the wisdom

Of  

the polka dotted blind quail

Of

the polka dotted blind quail

 

 

©bg 2019

Analogue and analog

Daddy bought me a black dog

Sent the mongrel to me in the mail

Should of shot him down on the farm

Or let me know

that dam black dog was chain mail

 

Guess my heart let him of the chain

Guess that dog wolfed down my heart

Thought that black dog would bury it safe

But i can feel

my heart burn every time that dog does fart

 

Yeah

daddy had a big black dog

Dredged up from the black bog

Yeah

Me and him would drink that black grog

choking back the hairs of that black dog

Yeah while

Listing to our futures dark monologue

Yeah while

Staring into the abyss ,rocking on a log

 

Daddy brought me a big black hearse

Sent the meat wagon over with a chauffeur

Should of filled it up before the horses left

Or let me know

My salvation we needed to defer

 

Guess i’m the stake that holds the chain

Guess i’m eclipsed by that black hole

Thought i could throw that hammer back

But i can feel

The caving in of my butthole

 

Yeah

daddy had a big black dog

Dredged up from the black bog

Yeah

Me and him would drink that black grog

choking back the hairs of that black dog

Yeah while

Listing to our futures dark monologue

Yeah while

Staring into the abyss ,rocking on a log

 

Daddy bought some land for me

Sent the title through the mail

he Should off known my life’s in flames

Or let me know

Not to drink an atomic cocktail

 

Guess the cross didn’t fall far from the tree

Guess darkness will soon fall over the land

Thought i’d just hang around for one more shadow 

But i can see

The writing on the wishing wells walls off sand  

 

Yeah

daddy had a big black dog

Dredged up from the black bog

Yeah

Me and him would drink that black grog

choking back the hairs of that black dog

Yeah while

Listing to our futures dark monologue

Yeah while

Staring into the abyss ,rocking on a log

Seeing our fates in Analogue and analog

 

©bg 2019

a puzzling haiku

broken spectacles

Memories scatter unseen   

jigsaw cut insights

 

©bg 2019

an epilogue haiku

man,dust in the wind   

burnt through sand like black gold fuel

behind glass towers

©bg 2019