purple jam angel (or yet another rant about not writing)

[bennie2]

that purple jam angel criticises me
standing there proud like the only leper with the strength to
like a shoulderless head on a thin spike needle
like a shirtless handsome boy on a corner
hogging all the silvery light for himself -
smiles and sweat and homoerotic
dirt of the street across his chest -
virgin in charms but willing

a globe on a stick
formed by smaller globes on smaller sticks
sitting there with the sea looking easy behind it
studio 8ight purple jam angel
photographed by some saddle sore photographer with sandals and shorts
sweaty brow, damp palms and a purple flower as a muse
the purple jam angel propped up in the dirt
may as well be my pen propped up there
pen nib stuck in the dirt
rained in like concrete
reigned in like a belligerent horse in a deadlocked gale
a dreadlocked horse in a reigned in gale

[mousey1]

Jeezus, Bennie, if that bit of writin' above is an example of your pen nib stuck in dirt...well I say yay! bring it on!

That's some beautiful purple jam spray painted orgasmic surround sound boom box hey hey hey play it like it is music to my eyes couldn't say it any better whipping of the old mother muse into shape and cringing in humble submission.

Go Bennie!!!

[Arcadia]

wow!!
(I had to look for gale in the dictionary!)

[bennie2]

thank you for reading this...

my gran always says to me (never being one to over exagerate), "shut that door! it's blowing a gale in here!"

[hester_prynne]

Pleasure standin in yere gale Bennie.
It's true too, everything you said about that purple thing, I just know it!
Indeed Bennie, a divine read...
H

[jimboloco]

nice to get your spirit back in these here parts
mercy

[bennie2]

awwww... it's "go"

i was hoping someone would pway wiv me...

[Arcadia]

mmm, yes, you´re right..! next time!

[mousey1]

purple jam angel
spread on toast
butters up my day
I take a bite
sticky crunchy
sustained I go my way
enlivened by the word play
gobsmacked