Monday, 14 April 2025

Nonsensical Imagistic Poetic Everythings Are Springing Out From The Lining Of My Stomach, Dear Doctor (Long Paracetamol Blues)

 

nonsensical imagistic poetic everythings
are springing out from the lining of my stomach
shorn iambic lambs shambolic shadow-box my eyebrows
and that is more than a little unfortunate..

a coral shelf of head-strong daffodils spill out my kidneys now
while a pancake belly-jelly-galaxy corkscrews out my ear canals
a matrix of astrological mariachi bands race down my arteries
dancing around me steamy verdant shaggy-dog shamanic decals..

and as you know at the best of times it is difficult
difficult to book an appointment with your doctor
i know mine will only advise me
oh just take a paracetamol..

so not even a smidgen of tender loving care
for a man growing baby giraffes out his hair
not to mention my knees-to-sunspots sympathetically vibrate
my doctor will only shake her head while she sagely states
oh now no need to again exaggerate..

and why and why
as i amble to the shops do people gesticulate and point and stare
is it because they have never seen a man
a man with custard-badger-hands
attempt to nonchalantly stroll to the shops
while swinging custard-hyphen-badger hands
as my sinusoidal-sinus pastries spray the roads and pavements
okay perhaps i understand
perchance this the first time they have witnessed such a thing
even if this is london
how weird..

and i dare not mention
glo-stick panda-fur brambles my shoulders padded elephants
hula-hoop intestine-turnips are not remotely lady-come hither apt
diamond bees buzz my appendix silvery crystal gnomic  texts
now have you heard enough
do you believe i deserve a one-whole-minute consultation yet..

and all this while dandelion jazz concertos expectorate from my liver
stampeding sub-atomic ants stickle my platypus child-bearing feet
honeyed mermen dart players tickle joke-pads to my spleen
dental hamsters with vacuum bagpipes comb panther hair on my teeth
i mean do you have any idea how that feels..

drilled square flanges shower burlesque tango-bell-toes
rolling over chronic albatross-on-toppled-pasta elbow
blooming jungle willowy meer cats ankle bite
while my back asteroided morphs a flying saucer spare tyre troglodyte..

neanderthal-neck-moonbeams medicine-ball me wobblier
killer-doll dolphins eurythmy  blue goth nano-beards on my cholesterol
but still i dare not call my much-pressed doctor
she will only advise and bawl
ah what is the matter with you
just take another paracetamol..