TOUR or SHOW YOUR WORKING OUT

 

i walk thru the past

walk ? drift maybe - float ?

attend . . . nah

or visit ? yes visit

no - tour ! 

~

in the concrete downtime

of sickness & england

i tour thru the past 

top down / beta band on

even tho

i reckon

i found all there is 

for me to find there
but you never can know

it has surprised me before

COMPASSIONS IN THE BIN BAG

 

with their outside barks

  & their indoor drool

the abandoned 

  get ignited & hysterical 

  about ogres

the monied make up

  from fear yet again

~

call it what it is

a narrowboat conversation

in a deadwater canal 

stick a fork in it

turn it over

its done

ON NIGHTWATCH

 

& so bored

so criminally bored

overmedicated & undershone

& wondering if 

we do enough

for the dead

KITCHEN SONG Nos 3 & 4

KITCHEN SONG No 3

i pause in the kitchen
like we all pause in the kitchen
like thats what a kitchen is for

to stand between time

buffering

with the cups & the cooker
& the cats red toadstool bowl



KITCHEN SONG No 4

sunglasses & a sweet potato
on the kitchen table

look like 

a displaced memorial 

to me

THIS IS NOT A POEM

i have had a scene looping 

in my mind for a year

words are not the appropriate 

medium for its expression

what did seem appropriate tho

was to start drawing it 

with my eyes shut 

this facilitated its channelling

if youll excuse such terms 

after opening my eyes 

i inked in the bits that worked

& coloured it in pencil 

i think its finished

it probably is finished

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