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SHADOWS AND REFLECTIONS

UNDER WATER TRILOGY

1. FISHY HAIKU

fish deep in the sea

(have)

angry-blank alien faces

(and)

manage
without
phones

(or jeggings)


2. THE GRADUATE

  i 
saw the Graduate

added it to fav film list

cos
of
the
ending / dodging eyes on a doom-truth bus
and
cos
of
'plastics Benjamin'
and
cos
he
bangs his head on a wall
and
holds a boob like a fool
and
cos
of
how
he stares at his fish / epic ennui
but
mostly
cos
of
the Sounds Of Silence
making
blackness a beautiful tune
and
too
how he sinks into the pool / into Silence and Isolation 

shut-down
in
divers
blinkers


3. SWIM

at school in PE
they
booked
the
local pool
and
i
swam awesomely 
effortlessly
like a fish-boy

as id always known how

then
kids talked to me
kids respected me

that
one
time

it
didnt
last
cos 
when
my eyes weakened from reading and genes
and 
for 
1000 other unsayable reasons -  

  adolescent maelstrom
  of
  sportswear cliques
  fights in farahs
  electro 45s
  and 
  the
  unfathomable undrunk discos in village halls   

  i
stopped swimming

and
there
ended a thing
i
was
good
at

from www.telegraph.co.uk

SPORTS ARE GREEN (IF ROLLERBALL WAS REAL I'D FOLLOW IT)

saturday football in the pub

id go for the drinks
and
sink
into
a
dark bubble

i never Got It back then
all
the
Go Reds & Go Blues

and
i
got
no
laughs saying

  if only theyd work TOGETHER
  theyd score more goals that way

but
it
WAS
green

like the snooker
id
watch
and

  d r i f t

the next day

taming my hangover with
bottled
beer
and
green
weed

from www.pintrest.com

NIGHT AND DAY

night goes
where night goes
when
night
is
done

and day comes in
like a neighbour comes in
when
they
dont
NEED
anything
but 
TALK

READING THE YELLOW PRESS

cooking-hot 2015 & scientists worry

they always worry
thats what KNOWLEDGE does for ya - ha 

less than 20 yrs 
they say
less than 20 yrs

bleh & meh & netflix . . .
cos thats AGES . . .

eve of destruction ?
we read the yellow press

  i 
sit out there 
see the pm smog 
haze the hills
into shadow mountains

  i 
sit out there
the moons clear eye
turn
to
misty care-home cataracts 

    &
  anyway
if our shoes melt
  we
    can 
      buy 
        more
          cant we ?

reading the yellow press

from www.express.co.uk

POPTARDS / POPTARTS / JR WORD SLAGAMUFFINS ( NOTEBOOK CLEAR OUT )

1. NOT MY TURN TODAY

  like 
  me
the bath is 100% water
with
a
tower of bubble-head foam 
            empty
            and
            beautiful            
            whirling in a swirl-circle 
            the way the milky way does
and
the cat is calm 
           cool
           curious
watching with wide eyes
  and 
  the
jazz dances by itself
  out
  in
  the
  kitchen

and
today Everyone Else
can
fret stress worry
about
Our World Earth 
            
            its plastic 
                8th 
                continent
            its bombs-runners
                on the
                french 
                wire
              and 
            the 
  looming doom of weather

instead
of
me


2. POMETRY TALKING

i write a pome again

write
what
i
call
a
poem 

and it tells me
that
i
am
doing 
ok


3.  LOOK HARD FOR THE SILVER LINE

the first casualty of sickness
is
cash

others follow

but none better be your S.O.H.

cos really
nothing is funnier -

illness
is
a faulty meat pie


4. DAGENHAM RELIGION

headphones on -
a Pixies rallying call
and
the sky is HUGE again
        is more than god 
        is brushed with 
                   softest 
                   white
                   over
              baby blue

my hand rests on an opened book

out here 
        is a window
                   to behind Things
           
             invisible
             wind
             breaths
             on
             my
             naked
             feet

and i dont dance or even get up
but
soon
i
might walk slowly about the lawn
    
    with my 
    
            arms 
            out

            like a plane 

from drawception.com

POEM POP

MEAT

MEAT

All The Meats; A Snapshot (of meat)

animals are meat duh

pigs are running pork ( of beef )

we are meat

you are meat out in your walking clothes

dolphins and nobel prize winners
and cannibals are meat

like the long pig they eat

cheese is meat and steel is tbone

milk is meat like white chocolate is meat

fruit and crisps and veg are meat

cock and cunt and thighs are meat
a-holes are lamb chop

my thoughts are meat weeping plasma

trees standing of wood are meat
bark is fine sliced aged beef

cars are meat

any machines but hairdryers are spam
hairdryers are meatcake

music is meat except jazz - it’s a salad ( of meats )

rocks are seameat and booze is meat

whisky is the meatiest

pills are meat and cocaine is meat

glass is looking-meat

movies are meat

diet is meat

you are meat here on my bear paw

meat is meat and pork is pig meat

lambs are sweet tottering meat

death is meat and life is meat

funerals are sad meat

legs are functioning meat and brain is diced beef
wired with electricity
electricity is a mixed grill

ink and books

ghosts and dragons are all meat

feet are plates of meat 
and the night is meat - black steak of stars
stars are anchovies
babies are meat of sweaty union
sweat is red plasma

tanks are hungry meat eating meat on the meaty front line

war is meat and so is any glory

dictionaries are meat and so are the fifties
all decades are meat

time is meat

bottles on my desk and the iron in my shins

the funk and the dials
ALL meat

air is meat diced sooooo thin its clear

wild turkeys are walking meat

cigarettes are meat and pencils have porky lead

pomes are meat
reality sandwiches layered with flesh

reading is meat

beds and hugs

and laughter are all porky meat

work is meat and rest is still meat
sitting after cooking

creation is of meat

destruction is of meat

solpadiene is meat

dirt on the land of earth is meat

cattle are beef meat duh

fiestas are meat the car and the party

talk and lunch are meat naked or shrouded in cheese
cheese is still meat

streets are sold meat living

this desk and all evil are meat

angels are white meat

Eeports and bombs

diaries and change

fivers and twenties - meat !

dogs and fierey chariots

petrol and diesel

deception and denial - guess what ? meat !

plastic is cheap meat
with a hidden cost

and mail and all parcels too

running is meat and standing

waiting is meat and trainers on feet

dinner is meat

gold is meat and love is The Meat

fear is awful meat like off chicken stinking in the fridge
and tears are weeeping animals

jeans and jumpers and wool are spun fashion meats

veg is meat and vegans are towers of farting meat

lager is meat

fucking is meat moving

stalkers are meat and murderers are 100% blood sausage

bad news is meat and good news is meat too

any news is meat
headlines are beefy and the weather is pork
sport is reformed ham all wet in a tin

chops are meat duh

butchers are meat butchering meat

charity is poor meat

corporations are out of control meat buffets

government is rotting meat with tumors 

fire is phantoms of meat gone

whales and the oceans - meat and sauce
with animal derivatives 
mutton is retired meat

buttons are delicate meat in miniature 

gloves and hats - meat wrapped round meat

vegas is one of the meatiest 
and chain-pubs are steroid chickens

offys late at night are rushed meat

cheques are meat

all money is meat in all its porky forms

rambo was revenge meat and die hard was resilient meat

dracula and infantry - meat

dens are meat

and houses and halls

parties and walking

spirits and embers

forests and glades - all meat

loss is gone meat and dissapointment is the wrong meat

hexagons and maths

engines and encyclopeadias

exhaust - all meat

lego is toy meat pretending

memories are carefully selected sweet soft meat 

computers and the hinterweb

the wind - all meat and all porky

sandwiches are meat towers salted

poker

the joker

royalty and criminals - meat

the universe is of meat

your children are meat and the meat they eat

trains are meat

wishes are kobe beef massaged and happy

markets all markets are meat

the dead in the cold rooms drawers - meat

the old the young
the foundering in the middle - meat

the sky is beautiful meat epically marbled 

offal and the masses - both meat

life is a sheen of chicken skin

the bad places you take yourself

the shops you search
all meaty

and too are these clawless paws i tap with

mountains are meat

joy is of course meaty

ambition is lamb

hope is fried chicken

media is bleeding carion

children are veal

hedges and the lights that are mine alone are sirloin

flowers budding chicken nuggets

shoes are sausage

meat is ham

so much ham

ham is honey roasted

cooling rods are frankfurters 

spam is fiture meat
corned beef is tasy meat

meatballs are fatty machina
valves are beef hearts

voodoo is bush meat

remote drones are skymeat

CIA is burger meat

your heart full or torn is beefy meat
cows and sheep are sandwiches
and meat is flesh
and flesh is naked
and naked is truth
like
meat

from andyflavoured.co.uk

DEATH POP

PUSH 21 - KEY TO THE DOOR

SUN POP

DIET HAIKU / CAT POP

POEMS FOR ALL - SCATTERED LIKE SEEDS

 

 

 

TESCO CAFE POP

NEW FRIEND

SUN OUT GARDEN

SUN OUT CEMETERY

GARDEN OBSERVATION

thug magpies bullies
build
a
nest
in the new blossom
of the apple tree

wild garlic stinks and sprouts
up
out
the
unmown jungle lawn

its one of the better things i do

to
quietly

o b s e r v e

and
let
it all be  

MORNING WONDERING

  the 
postman is late

  hes out there
  in
  the
struggling hatchback streets
  
          where
  clots of kids
  eyes down on glass palms
  walk to school in black
    to 
    unlearn wonder

  i write small 
    blab-pops
    of
eurgh & unmurder
    of
whatever & meh

then run a bath

wondering how many of YOU
  regularly
    piss
      in
        yours

and of Time / the rolling-over Sun
and
how
we
locked
it
into a machine we wear
  and
  live our lives
  on 
  its 
  numb47s 

 

PIGGIN AWFUL BURGER - A MEMORY POP

  when 
my grade C army boots
first touched German soil
it
was
German car park black top
and
i
emptied 
out
a
long dark stream of beer piss
next 
to
a night coach from London
full
of sleeping Pink Floyd fans 

and the sad gas station
vending machine burger
i 
had in the dirty dawn
was
the
most
pigging awful burger 
i ever had ever

we drove to the Hockenheim F1 Ring 
where
i 
drank 100 tins of Jim Beam and cola 
met some US GIs after acid
when i was badly roasting for some weed
and
secretly i wept a little
from exhaustion and truth
when 
the
band
played
One Of These Days

 

 from setlist.fm