babyEverything’s going to be all rightcome with meAnd every poem I write will have your name in itDon’t worryIf the factories and villas cover the countrysideEverything’s going to be all rightEngland will be given back to the animalsand we’ll find a home under fern leaves known only to foxesDon’t worryIf I can’t afford to buy…
Noon2 tall gunmen walking slowly towards each other down Mathew St.And then he grabbed her (for Leiber/Stoller and the Coasters)And thenHe tied her upAnd thenHe lit the fuse to the dynamiteAnd thenAnd thenAND THENALONG CAME JONES . .William H. Bonney alias Billy the Kid hitches his horse to a parking meter strides through the swing…
the moor changing like an animal/brown to green grey topurple with the weathersky blue at the edgeslike a letter that came too late .. . . Undine rising from the maters her golden hairdripping in the moonlight . . . dead bird on a fence blooddripping from its neck . . . Isis ,searching the…
2Youths disguised as stockbrokersSitting on the grass eating the Sacred Mushroom.3Liverpool I love your hornyhanded tons of soil.4PRAYER FROM A PAINTER TO ALL CAPITALISTS:Open your wallets and repeat after me`HELP YOURSELF!’5There’s one way of being sure of keeping freshLIFEBUOY helps you rise again on the 3rd dayafter smelling something that smelt like other peoples’ socks.6Note…
Though the heart be still as lovingAnd the neonsigns so brightAte my breakfast egg this morningplaying records from last nightwoke to hear the front door closingas the sky was getting lightNo more fish-and-chips on cornersWatching traffic going byNo more branches under streetlampsNo more leaves against the skyNo more blues by Otis ReddingNo more coffee no…
Into the nomansgland between her thighsWe waited anxiously every monthfor poppysellers to appear in her streets
This is the morning that the thunder hung like greatblack flags over the citystirred by gusts of windThis is the morning that they opened a new motorwayleading from my house to yoursThis is the morning that I decided I wasn’t getting enoughroughageand went on a diet of broken milk bottlesThis is the morning that Death…
2000 dead birds crucified on a background of nightThoughts that lie too deep for tearsThoughts that lie too deep for queersThoughts that move at 186,000 miles/secondThe Entry of Christ into Liverpool in 1966The installation of Roger McGough in the Chair of Poetry at OxfordFrancis Bacon making the President’s Speech at the Royal Academy dinnerI want…
Will cause up to I million deaths from leukaemiaForget not, in thy book record their groansNow for the vitally important step.Cream your face and neck a second timeNo American president worldfamous for beauty creamsresponsible for the freedom and safety of so many young offendersTODAY’S MEN OF ACTIONThe Triple Tyrant Macmillan Kennedy WatkinsonThe West governments are…
