Gravy

[Jerrybaldy]

With turkey in your beard
your patriarchal speech
was lost,
as I heard the words
but only thought
of the turkey in your beard.
That’s life dad.
We’re walking in the air
on eggnog.
Pass me a pig in a blanket,
he was less equal
than the rest.
In a gutter, beside Harrods
where frantic raincoats rush,
a money spider rides
the hollow of a toffee penny wrapper,
with a furry smile,
riding storm water waves.
Patent shoes splash
but miss
the ecstatic spider
upon the golden paper.
The drain awaits
with open mouth
but what he doesn’t know wont kill him.
A boy in a bobble hat
lifts him from his fate,
with wide eyed glee
removes his legs
and throws him to the road
to be flattened by the tyres
of the car
rushing through the rain
to save a dead bird,
from drying
and dieing in vain.
Lets pull a cracker,
Jesus, that makes us laugh.
Flick the meat from your beard,
dear dad.
Say something wise,
old man
and your God will bless
our gravy.

[Jack of Hearts]

Man, tough break for the spider- is he the metaphor for godless people? Or all people when they aren't kidding themselves? This is a pretty dark piece of writing, Mr. baldy.









J