shall I put a waffle on?

why not!

waffle, waffle, waffle
giant waffles of the
debris of the spirit

humiliation
may yet have work to finish…

what remains to learn

  • looks out blankly…

naive as fading sunlight,
fading late…

but through time
a bag of small woe
a puff of skin
soft hands
tender brained
weak
fanciful ideas

idle
boar right through
sick nervous scattered
pancake back boned
Word sniffering hysteric
Pitiful yaping dog

selfishly
snobbishly
owning
house and life, entirely

  • without consideration

mirror gazing
navel sniffing
gallus
callus
petrified

protracted
babyhood

tumour of
immaturity

great waffle of the noontide
shut up and go bed side

be a man!
learn how to
engineer giant
ocean liners
and bake
wholesome
brown bread

and love someone
more than a whim
or a waffle would laugh

you write all the time and it shows because it seems that you are afraid of nothing in your writing. i enjoy your pieces because i never know where i’ll be left when i reach the end of reading.