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traditional assart

66

o rodefer I only meant to say
o roe deer its so easy to
made a error I
made a record of it.
I hate squares.
Roe deer hate to groove.
Roe deer could not dig.
In the badlands we all pulled it on,
the velvets, over a you know,
over a hundred years ago.
o rodefer I only meant to say
in the assarts I pulled it off
whip it on me jim in thin array
just like thomas wyatt said.

assart in quotation marks

65

"the yearning, strong like ropes,
she crept downstairs to say
thanks for coming, night.
Still ferociously kissing.
They heated up her hair
on/off
her obvious hair
started further up.
Fingered.
Fingered to see.
Still ferociously kissing.
Fingered to see you.
He longingly looked at its peak,
started his eyes."

64

Dear sir you poems are amassing
everyone is talking about
you amassing poems.
Lets go back.
You grim square poems makes me red
when its my turn
dont fuck me on the poem on the golf course I hope.
In the modern countryside
they find you on the spot
which belonged to the same man his mobile
his mobile home you know
in a hold-all in a lay-by
when you should start ringing a bell
when you remember whats in a hotel.

pulchritudinous assart

63

one more thing so cleanly I kiss
I'm glad your face is
it's massive again the target
I am the king
& cromwell's realistic hands
r.i.p. his gripping hands
hold a pistol quietly out
not like the navy during the armada
smack! smack!
that's the sound of cromwell kissing
not a genuine face
like you & me
in the navy who shoots who
who's the king who's the daddy?

anachronous assart

62

I'm not home I'm a homeowner
nobody noticed the two of us
who loved thy american tree.
Don't kill me like modern borneo.
That beautiful language is worn
that beautiful language is.
I'm glad I'm talking in
in borneo I'm home
"talking in borneo in my room"
I don't understand my home sometimes
when you enter the room
I don't understand in borneo anything
my home is in thy american tree
(language realism poesie)

New Year's Assart

61

I loved to you robin gibb
more than a woman
I wish you were here singing
my favourite carols good king wenceslas
for instance he looked out
more than robin hood
more even than the feast of steven
robin gibb CBE who fucked my housekeeper
deep & crisp & even
what a disappointment he's not the king either
following the disco backlash &
the hither green rail disaster
not in that order in the 1980s I'm not home
when I looked out the bee gees stole my phone