a mash of oats and mammaries .. .


buildings grow from scaffold lines
indian red and maroon-esque
squeezed out from the landscape
a bedrock of social-ution collusion

and there the dark prince comes
tripping upon the telegraph wires
architects shading traced on the
diagram of lore and magnetic fable

tectonic plates that move endlessly
while fancy-nancy rhymes his words
in equal measure of bitterness and scorn
opens wounds with vitrio-lastic gunk

revolving pictures and film spill over
a dumb waterfall of suggestive thought
laced with mammaries, social grime
tik-tok come into view you imposter

mankind once built sewers, church spires
constructed bridges from timber, stone
masonry and steel things that were real
in stormy weather with oatmeal for brekus’



.. It was meant to reflect on contemporary society – its obsession with building human dolls houses, tik-tok and women’s jugs at the expense of community, re-building the fabric of our world and culture which are both crumbling unattended and uncared for without regard for any traditional values – society will implode if we ignore history and tradition entirely in favour of jingoistic lightweight pallatives which excite momentarily but ultimately fail to deliver – like eating endless buffet on a train that is  on its way to oblivion ~ EDENBRAY 18.02,2023


the escher pomes collection .. .

About edenbray

I'm a writer ... I write .. . I’m not sure why I ever stopped, was it 9/11? .. . edenbray is born ugly, wet and covered in blood, mucous and bodily functions ~ the effluence of my short life .. . I am a Writer and Artist since 1966 - I'm an avid Blogger ~ I write lots of poems, written essays, articles, reviews, opinion + comment .. . I have had many poems selected for Anthologies of verse and recently have published many of my poems in 24+ themed booklets ... please ask for details - join the shebang by leaving me a marker with a 'like' or a comment for my ego and encouragement and thanks for listening - I really value your interest ~ edenbray
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