HOW THE ELEPHANT LEARNED TO MIME
You know the story
a young pachyderm shows promise
white gloves never worn too arbitrarily,
and then something goes terribly wrong.
Nineteen months of incarceration
for repeated loitering.
The mistake of standing
too still on one leg,
destroying an otherwise perfect resume.
Remaining nights are spent
wandering the waterfront,
where even the fog is in denial.
A complete recovery is highly unlikely,
even for such thick Carthaginian skin.
THE INADEQUATE BEGIN THEIR SABBATICALS
There is a very small possibility of employment
lazily connecting the dogma
within our dream.
Bottles of orange peels
fall from low buildings
into rivers of sand
and nobody could give a toss.
You know the story
a young pachyderm shows promise
white gloves never worn too arbitrarily,
and then something goes terribly wrong.
Nineteen months of incarceration
for repeated loitering.
The mistake of standing
too still on one leg,
destroying an otherwise perfect resume.
Remaining nights are spent
wandering the waterfront,
where even the fog is in denial.
A complete recovery is highly unlikely,
even for such thick Carthaginian skin.
THE INADEQUATE BEGIN THEIR SABBATICALS
There is a very small possibility of employment
lazily connecting the dogma
within our dream.
Bottles of orange peels
fall from low buildings
into rivers of sand
and nobody could give a toss.
Colin James
I am a member of The Brothers Of The Endemic philosophical order based in Blacon England and a great admirer of the Scottish landscape artist, John Mackenzie.
