Thursday 4 July 2013

HOSPITAL TV MENU MUSIC


red is screwed into balls 
on 
frozen waves of tissue blue drapes
where kidney shaped silver boats 
ding 
like 
bells

special steel opens body
like 
meat 
but breathing and beating

behind the wheeled folding wall 
staff are a clot of blue concern
ready
waiting
masked
and 
watching the dirt of saviours wrench our bones apart

the air is thick with silence and noise

BUT
an electric ditty with a mechanised beat
like from a video game on a CRT TV
like a dream . . .
runs on 
endless 
and 
ignored

its WHEN THE SAINTS COME MARCHING IN
and
my pendulum steps falter
its like a dark skit/a black sketch
with
no
punchline in sight



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