Much-Morlocking-in-the-Marshes (Valerie Hobson's Choice)

Depressed?
Certainly not pressed.
Crumpled.
Rumpoled.
If hair could talk,
it would beg to be cut off.
Beard: weird, and in need of attention.
The brown trousers (not to mention).
Eyes: deep fried.
Lips: Crisp 'n Dry-ed.
Nostrils: flared.
Running,
jumping,
standing still,
scared.

There can be no excuses for such crimes!
Everybody's back hurts (sometimes).
Each day he rides his gay continuum
from all-out agony to delirium.
Valerie Hobson's choice.
Here comes that strangulated voice
(To him it sounds like James Mason,
everybody else hears Larry Grayson):

"Welcome to Stannahdu,
the Kingdom of Stairlifts,
opened in 1952
by Montgomery Clift..."

They drive the docile underground.
Coy Eloi in a Morlock town.

B.R. 15/07/2014