(AppreCJ8n, 0.54, Love Shut Up Cont...)
If Ceejay says, ' seeyerlay-
lockgummed liarlyre,' i'll
rubbercrunch my laylock
gums ta sharp jelly, i would beetlebrow
my breast
in, and hark and hark and hark for you,
and hark back
ta be with Yer. Don't embark
on anyway my shady feet can't repeat or i'll bleat
- forte, piano then piano,forte
- cabaret like a warmup man ray scrimshawing a p and o ferry:
no Coal 'n' no gas 'n' no
eleC 'n' no ganJa JaR less soRe, o CJ,
no loss as colossal as CJlessness - nags soRe,
soReR, neCRose as
Jagged CoRe.
CJlessness C-
lones a Real
laRge loss!
CJlessness a
laseR Jenga
Collage o' go-
Re, Jangles s-
o neon gaga -
eRRoR eRRoR
! o oRaCles J-
eeR; Roses a-
Re oRange lo-
neRs; soRoRal an-
gels sneeR; soRRel 'oRses snoRe as goon ass-
es. 'n' noon glaRes as CJless CoRneas aR-
e naCRe CensoRs o' eoan galas!
'eRe Cage o' saneR JaRgon enCages RoCoCo sonaR, loon
CReole o' CJ's song leaRneR, 'eRe gongs Jog on, song o'
CJ soaRs! no Collagen ClangeR o' slogans sags, no, song
o' CJ soaRs
as Regal Re-
ggae oR Ca-
nCeRCleaR
eagles. e'en
as a song o'
CJ eaRns a-
eon' s eRR,
gReen aeon s legs, so C-
J's snogs a Re aCe gea-
R e' en RaR eR, CaRe 'n'
elan as one, an eRos e-
Ra. all along CJ's so-
ng leaRneR a Jae-
geR 'n' ogleR o'
CJ's snogs!
Verily, Babe, i'd mew dearanged
if the situation changed. i'd change,
heckle the haecceities
that held Us twain. But ifinvain,
no sal volatile would salvidge lyself's veg illedge. Ink
the liquid samaritan, liquid safetypin,
lambic *winkwink* liquid blacklead would make licks
at stickpersonalice, but i'd barely make light. Andtho' it transpires
'lambic' alreadydenotes an artisan belgian beer,
it's metaphorical microbrewery. Coz i'd stilldrip
a scriffy squipt, offscript
of flamink beige with cream flames
from dantean limbo's meh-
venly heaven, till an unpressed crowd crudely read theend
of the most cinerous griddlescum in unarsed hell,
m'unfireuppable inner at Ceero: what i'd become
in counterquipless frightfulness
of future shock absentCeejayism.
Before the big bad'un burn burn un- the uncini off,
my dab underhands'd do onemorelastthing of ignominy
i wouldn't want no friend o' mine t'understand:
i'd jelq death's length like Love yanked my chain,
doublekill my twoheaded spirit coz afterHer heart braked,
hereafter's nextstopthereafter. His clockweightsshall
dyinglyhatch an epicoque blottedout bloody romanticred
mountaindewpowereddownsquibred
preserving that unrequited cred, unless
oneman'slovepoem is another's
phallogosentimentality.
Then i'd justhavta bequeath You this sheaf
of purple blankverse unred acted ta gird Your grief
when Your cheeksflush at my A4x70+
sheetsintheraw, tho' i mustmore measurably
mention my measuring sheer mentionables.
Forhoweververymuch
i love the loveliest Love i've
ever much had, suchmuch that i tone up my humanity,
- 'sa-b-Cee as boning up on myCeejay studies
whilst i'm boning Ceejay - i'm immersed...
Forhowevermuchhow
i love You tillwaypast my bursttime, i love You till i
boast that, tho' i don't usually do, Yunno, loving, ahem, others,
'senough love in me for Cee
to cope passionately, champion
the globeofleftovers...
Howevermuchis enough Love
- 'sneverstop, i love You mmore and mmmore
whether it's Thor, Odin or Tyr's doleday, sabbatsoliday
frigday my bigday or just another mantic omenday.
Overall the eastenders and coronationstreet days,
with pawthentic awe i wantYer ta want meta
luvYer jubblies, and never be above Ya troublies,
i'll be one o' those bubbly
bastards if i'm Your hubby
w'out the household's name or golden torus of goddy bull.
And Your he-hussy - We'rethe bestof
paramours on thelovingroom floor. Game? You can bank on an boncore!
my retoucher, deeply, redeems lightly; redeeper i'll clutch ontaYa,
not just Your nice pair o' CBGBs, but Your whatevery.
i love wanting Yerta luvme when You always do, want i always wannawant
and She what howso andthen howmuch? Muchmuch for every ever's eversions
of mainstream continuity, main eventuality.
i love luv love luv love luv love luv love luv love luv lurve