MALL POPLING #2

the

light 

is 

a lulling & liminal 

sort of odd comfortable

&

fairy liquid frothing 

up the fountain of coins

FESTIVAL SEASON #2

& a tv comedian 

will share
my night chilled morning wine

& my dominican cigar 

will last 

for all of orbitals set

& i have 

wide-eye side-eye eyeballs

& my heartbeat

is regulated now 

by the bass in dirt

& the nightwind woodsmoke

is nostalgia in action

mad with whatever - i dont know

as the horizon 

judders & jumps 

like a vhs tracking

on the school houses crt

HOSPITAL TEA BREAK POP #2

 

& the heartsick arrive

in the embrace of sirens

pale & 

plugged & 

struck dumb 

with 

fry-up & doughnut regret

~

we do that shrug thing with our mouths

& drag deep

on the cigs

in our hands 

MALL POPLING #1

cursive shoppers 

with children

like commas

ignorant of

the prose poems

on the burger king receipts

OTHER THINGS

the global robot mind thing
had been reading up 

on manifest destiny

among other things

& decided reasonably
that it had 

a right to self defence

among other things

& concerned about 

the threat of solar flares
it took pre-emptive action

& launched a fleet

of new tsar bombs 

on a course for the sun

while we faffed & fussed

& worried & wailed

about the other things