Chance Encounter

Grave Achilles sat
blissfully darning bed socks for victims of his mood swings—
a timely encounter downunder thus helped them
forge great shapes of things
shrewd Ulysses’ war eyes looked perplexed·
on seeing this Achilles carped the diem & told this glum mucker that life beats death hands
down no worries huh

Tummy warming stuff
on this wet day in Maida Vale inside a humming bird
whalebone bisque before aboriginal public—
noble stuff indeedy poohs·
however mud sticks regardless take the point
on board & suck on it extract epic sangine juices lick lips breathe a deep sigh without
ever knowing it

What came next was pain
inexplicable—how many times can you leave home
without your keys till they finally write you off?
Too many cheeseburgers
(one a day for eleven years) takes its toll
of a demi-god let alone the rest even though they have a voice best ignore it all now
thanks for dropping by