INSOMNIA ANGER CAVEAT

if
you

sleep easy & 

fast & 

long &
like a baby & 

like a log &
wake refreshed &

full of beans &
your yawns 

dont melt 

your face

in a weeping sinus flood

of tears & 

snot & 

dioxides & 

regret

dont let my
jealous hatred
give you
bad dreams

i am only relieved to know

it can just happen at all

UNFILED REPORT AUDIT

i have a 

folder of 

five hundred & ten
unfinished poems

& all it does is grow

i shall
attach them
to a chestnut tree

with cable ties & a canopy

&
decide 

after lunch 

that they are roses

ON THIS SPINNING ROCK OF TREES

dont
get
me
wrong

we ARE 

brewing up 

a Bad Storm
in a sports direct mug

but lets get over ourselves
& read the room

cos theres an elephant in here
burning

SUPERHERO

typical
of the book shop
to have more marvel than poetry

just when 

i am trying 

to find a way back in

&

be

a

superhero

myself

LEAVES OF SPAM

wet meat plants

that grow in the dark

with the moon shining

on our leaves of spam

well what with 

the sun & the people

being the way they are & all

we count our lucky stars

when the clouds blown gossamer thin

~

& no one knows

what happens
every 

half-arsed 

cranberry night

when all our eyes are shut like clams

but it never stops 

the mornings embrasure gaping