TRILOGY POPTARTS

ESTRANGED DIARY

i 
write
partitioned storm walls
against
death
&
the
void

estranged diary scratches 
on a caveman wall

&
i write without drink 

no
man
has ever done
a
harder thing



PRESSURE

naughty world i say

why
do
i
feel
like it must be me
who
makes
you
behave ?

UN-TECH WOODLAND

theres 
electric light
polished glass
towering steel

spacemen in spacepods
orbit
doing spacethings

&
i
dream of a forest
         a campfire

to
sit
by - on the nod

     till
     a
     dew wet dawn