TYPER IN THE WAY

ego was so epic

he had to put it out  

out there in the front yard

just to get a clean breath

& the rag & bone men

well they rang their hand bell

& they took it away

~

& Plastic Zen was born 

Id in the ice box

   music player on

   typer in the way

WOMBLES IN HUMAN FORM

from wikipedia.org

ever since i was a child
i'd
hear 
the blue flatbed truck
drive
in
morning frost
thats scraped up like snowballs
by
school kids feet

an anorak arm would toll a bell 
out
a
wound down window

like for the dead

but
for
rags and bones
and
coughed-out white goods

i
used
to
think
they lived in that van
or
were
Wombles 
in human form

from www.telegraph.co.uk