1.
On a crooked, cobblestoned and ancient road I briskly
strode when two men wearing bowler hats, curled
moustaches, all in black, on a tandem bicycle went this
way, that way till they fell beneath a coach-and-four.
2.
When I was just six I was rather curious regarding
paternity. Just who could my father be? I think he was
skeletal. I think he knew mother, well, controversially.
3.
Then some time much later on, during breakfast Aunt
Yvonne choked upon a bacon rind. She sang backwards,
nearly died. Then there was my friend from school whose
dog turned rabid, mad and cruel, and ate his master up.
4.
I would need more fingers than are given upon either hand
to count up all the sea-choked screams, calcined
whispers, rendered seams, pudgy-pretzled baby limbs,
punctured lungs and altered hymns I’ve seen and heard
today...
