Wow Kaj Wow

Why are we going to the farmer’s market?

Sometimes to expectorate is sunshine
in darkness like
a flat ray
in an artificially lit alleyrat

Cambonzola equals
remotes
“and this fish is big or pink”
Slasher movie a fond place
a pond; an arty one; a proper ice cream palour; A chat:
a phatic cat with a frog in his throat
– “j’ai une chat dans la gorge”
spoilt from conversation
of lifted hem (or gifted?)
of undercooked flesh
flinching for the bunching
reaching for the tartar sauce

“I seen an organic land
like some sort of overworld destination
like a peach in a scrap-yard
or a chicken tatsed clumsily with a brick in a yard
“foot like a windscreenwiper, squashinnit

Which way to whiskey?
hovers a man in dinosaur costume
Slowly cooking meat meat stew

Who’s seen a catatonic bat,
A transluscent bee, a giraffe you can count on

Does anyone remember typewriters?
a very vulgar bucket,
Caged cheeses
liquids in slow rotting punch pockets

What do you mean ‘a nice tree’?
two fogs tap-dancing in pin-striped suits