Turning Wheel

Quartzy auric-reef

sinking shaft into a stony creek 

struck the corrugated rocks 

baling out, calico and canvas

sewn and stitched hands in the tallow 

wad and ram the tucked up bodies 

loaded wheelbarrow,

budge and scooch of turning Wheel 

sea bream,

scooped out the chaffing papers 

smothering and spluttering colours

wedged, trailed, waggled, slit, and nicked

capering cat frolicking upon the windowpanes dodgy, drowsy,

and playing with the stinking kitten 

whooping women in the mind-sulking time 

spree player seems vicious 

swoop up! it's your turn now, 

yelped the slobbering 

and loaded dog 

all men are hysterical, lanky, and gangling,  

all men are yapping, crawling, squawking, 

empty the time, empty the mind, 

empty the room, empty the bind, 

crouched and scooch down 

in the hired streets 

and abandoned shanty...