Fireworks In Sky
fireworks in sky
grown ups buy and children cry
lovers kissed and singles pissed
clouded in sulphuric mist
That one bangs
That one flutters
That one clangs
That one stutters
timmy impersonates gunslinger
blows off thumb and forefinger
medic on hand with bucket of ice
told him to follow safety advice
That one green
That one yellow
That one yellowy-green
That one greeny-yellow
sausage served in sodden bun
tens of prizes to be won
catherine wheeling round on axis
gleams of sparks and burning taxes
That one bright
That one dim
That one tight
That one grim
mud all over grandad’s suede
vera’s forgotten hearing aid
bobby’s glued to bloody phone
next time leave the cunt at home
That one roars
That one silent
That one soars
That one violent
sky now painted polychrome prism
fusing every shade and schism
waltz in step without collision
still looks better on television