Friday, 4 July 2025

ABOUT FAUX PANIC





the 
uncertain electric rush
of 
red & purple anxiety
is 
you coming back online
reconnecting your central nervous system
to
whatever hanging drek
passed
for consciousness before








Thursday, 3 July 2025

BEREAVED IN RAGS



 
he saw theyre serving 
lobster bisque & onion soup
up on the ISS tonight

& it reminds him
he says
of Gil Scott-Herons poem
Whitey On The Moon

& he tries 
to remember
he says
that maybe not everything in the sky
means death all the time

as he waits
out the night
bereaved in rags









Monday, 30 June 2025

CONSISTENTLY PUNCTUAL FESTIVAL MEMORIES





wood smoke / hills of bass

the memories 
remember themselves

an automatic excavation 
of a layer cake of times

~

heroic turds / a drawstring baggie

& none of it fades

just relentlessly consistently punctual

& pungent
& lurid
with a colourscape of rot







Friday, 27 June 2025

SMOKE FOR DAYS




you
got
a
rush
of crazy thoughts

in a bottle
in the fridge

but everything
is so of itself
dont you think ?
in these unspooling times 

where towers smoke 
for days & days
on a deconstructed 
hospital plateau 









Thursday, 26 June 2025

NEWS WILL EAT




you better
spend some time

looking
somewhere 
else

you fragile sun of a gun

or that news
will eat

your soft heart 
alive