25/01 by uleer eks
i believe i found my grandmother hung upsidedown from a tv cable eating a peanut like a squirrel smoldering suns dripping from the frosty moorland of her head and running from her nose the Very Image of God   every third tuesday a brood of Mothers Union ladies congregate at my grnadmothers for coffee from every hand trailing wasps tied to wire their tongues tossing out 'O Saviour Airbrush Our Mortal Souls'   in a pot yawning on her kitchen table is a tree bough/d elm tree on one bough a giddy robin roasting time between its beak on the next the mauled photograph of a boy and on the third a crippled drum beating out senseless songs   from my grandmothers window i can see hung inside the brass churchbell theres a damp dog and when it swings it barks twice: 1. Rrrroow! 2. Rrrrroooww!   my grandmothers fuse is shot and rimming the green in a steamroller is a bearded man bespectacled with one hand in a barrel of pink shrimp and the other up the skirt of a schoolgirl singing 'I Am the Electrician of the Lord'   on a saturday when i visit my grandmother's house the rooms will all be empty except a small snowglobe and she inside paper snow rolling off her shoulders