On Gyroscopic Turn

Rush around in circles like a headless chicken running 
Diminishing to spirals in a blue encircled churn
Giddying to balance in unsteady equilibrium,
Whilst canting to the left on a gyroscopic turn.

Vaulting to the heavens in gymnastical maneuvering,
Launching into ether in fanatical escape,
Facial features grimacing through muscular contortion
With abdominal contractions in a pantomime of rape.

Yowling to the darkness in a feline form of vocalness
Hissing through the teeth in a serpentine display,
Bellowing the bellicose of bovine innuendo
And bleeding feet in gumboots on a s****y raining day.

Rush around in circles like a headless chicken running
With facial features grimaced on a s****y raining day,
Yowling to the darkness with abdominal contraction
In a bovine innuendo of a serpentine display.

Bellowing the bellicose of bleeding feet in gumboots,
Vaulting to the heavens in fanatical escape,
Giddying to spirals in contracting equilibrium
Just a s****y innuendo of a gyroscopic shake.


Marshalg
Victoria Park Tunnel
On a s****y raining day.
7 August 2010