VIOLENCE

from theverge.com

at school
we
all
kick each other in the shin
and
knee each other in the thigh
and
punch each other in the arm

DEAD ARM or DEAD LEG
we cry out
in victory

  this 
  is 
  Recreational

~

fights break out 

  rucks 
we called them

and
girl-fights 
bring 
the 
biggest 
crowds

savage nails 
biting
torn uniforms

  this 
  is 
  Vendetta

~

  Violence 
  Is 
  No 
  Solution

say the teachers
say the parents

ALL THE TIME

  and
  in 
  English Lit they show us

    Threads 

  in 
  two 
  sittings

~

and we grow up
and we survive AIDS and jobs
and the last-orders pub car park
               
and 
ALL THE TIME
on 
ALL THE NEWS
governments essential armies
serve
down
violence
from 
blue skies

as solution

~

Rambo
Bruce Lee
Travis Bickle
the carnage of Middle Earth

own up - 
anyone
really
want
to
be
Macgyver ?

from bbc.co.uk

TRUTH / NEWS / FAGS TRILOGY

1.

dont smoke
dont smoke
dont smoke the tabloid crack

dont smoke
dont smoke
dont smoke the broadsheet freebase

smoke fags
  smoke fags
    smoke fags - if you cant stop
   
    they
    are
    your
    best 
    fair weather friends

    existential moments
    with
    truth
    on
    the
    box


2.

think binge 
in your own tiny mind
if you can be bothered

pick and choose from the river of facts
or
listen to your kfc guts 
for
instinct
hints
about the milky flow

or let it all be

leave
the man-made weather in its snowglobe
on
your
folks
mantelpiece

look deep in it
once a month
and
wonder
how
and 
why


3.

follow the money
follow the money
chase the cash 
for
truth and reason

if nothing comes clear
then
you
are
in
the realms of madness

the clown-smile land
of bad taxidermy

and what of questions then ?

from onyxtruth.com

FLOP AMOK TO NOWHERE

our real dreaming 
starts at dawn

the regular horror of day
flips
the
mind
to
flop amok 
and 
struggle to envision
life 
outside the soft cubicle

to
flop amok 
and 
struggle to picture
escape 
to the greener grass 

and if we did struggle there

  with
  the 
  motivation of assassination

  we
would
flop amok and bleach it
with
our
untreated day-mares

our
instinct and expectation

  of
doom and disaster
spreading
like
wasps
and
picnic
litter

from www.15five.com

B&W MISCELLANY

HOLGA GARDEN

A SOMETHING

a drill
a sander
a something

like someone unzipped a pocket
of angry white noise

a council estate scientist 
experimenting thru paper walls

just
when
i
want
to
lay down

southend flats from telegraph.co.uk

ORWELLIAN RIPTIDE

what if its the clouds
that
are metal 
and concrete

the sky that is polished glass

and the ground under our boots
that
is nebulous

like
soup
like
steam

a swamp of passive inaction
        
        of the dormant anger
        of inherited guilt
        
        of decades 
        of distraction and denial

sucking and writhing
with
dangerous
deep
orwellian riptides

from forum.davidicke.com

A TALE OF ORDINARY FOLKS

the young guy in the corner shop
dont
like
dogs
at all

hates it if they get in there

even if theyre tiny or old

so 
sometimes
i will carry them out for him
when 
i 
am 
in 
there
squinting at the headlines
and
buying
crisps and rizla

i dump them on the pavement
where
he
will
watch them on his cctv
with
a
wary
eye

after i firmly closed the door

from www.littleangelsrescuebg.org

PUSH 22, THE INFECT ME WITH YOUR LOVE ISSUE

HARD TO REMEMBER IT ALL CLEARLY

walking back to school after lunch
198?
alone
duh

and theres this blind corner
where this big puddle builds
and girls
run round it
to not get splashed by traffic

today its dry tho
i might have double science
not sure
but there is no puddle

not of rain anyway

anyway theres this kid out in the road
p****** m***** i think his names was

or is ?

and hes fitting
epileptic or whatever
not sure
but hes gone and bitten thru his tongue

its off
laying there by his head
like something from the butcher

the pooling blood looks purple

hes not in my year
i dont remember doing anything
i was shut down
unphasable

theres two girls
twins
at the corner
hands over their mouths

traffic has stopped

i think i remember an ambulance coming

i was shut down
unphasable
and
i
walked on
to double science

i think it was a
wednesday afternoon
and 
what a class of tossers that was 

from flickr.com by Mike-Lee

POOR EFFING EVERYTHING

tv 
is
UNICEF
malnutrition
famine
deforestation

regular everyday horror

all from Somewhere Else

then
a huge glitzy ad
for
make-up
and
a huge stylish ad
for
a
hatchback

poor fucking kids
i think
poor fucking world

wishing i could pop out for some light
go out and quickly buy some right

for
all
the
poor fucking kids
and
the 
poor fucking world

does it count
if we cry on purpose
in
our
hi-rise land ?

from en.wikipedia.org

COLOUR GARDEN AUGUST

ALIEN VS . . .

IT ALL MAKES ME ALMOST CRY

the wallpaper
i choose for my new room
when
we
moved
in 1979

makes me almost cry 
when i think
of it now

the nails driven
into the partition wall
for airfix models
i 
wasnt 
really 
into

makes me almost cry
when i think
of them now

that toy motorbike
i got for xmas
that wasnt a toy
but
a
model
and not for play

makes me almost cry 
when i think 
of it now

the sundays 
out on my bmx alone
holding onto
the weekend freedom
before
bewildering
compulsory
school

makes me almost cry
when i think 
of them now

the toy garage
on my boxroom bedroom floor
that could have been anything
before the lights went on

make me almost cry
when i think 
of it now

the plastic ice lolly molds
we used to put orange squash in
and
then let it melt
on the kitchen backstep
cos
it
tasted
better
that way

almost make me cry
when i think 
of them now

the trailer 
i would crawl under
and the laurel tree
i would hide in
hoping for adventure

makes me almost cry
when i think 
of them now

the tall pear tree i would climb
out the front
and sit on the high brick wall there
hidden
but
seeing
everything

makes me almost cry
when i think
of it now

all the tears
i shed
on sunny afternoons
mad
with
ennui
and
weird fear unexpressable

makes me almost cry 
when i think
about it now

chart pop from the early 1980s
when i got my own radio
and
listened
to
radio 1
after 
bewildering
compulsory 
school

hardly make me almost anything anymore
cos
the
endless useless radio repetition
has
taken
all
meaning 
away
forever

and that makes me glad
when i think
of it now

GOD ?

no matter what 
awful-sane shit
you struggle thru 

  all 
  
  day

you still lay down
somewhere at night
wondering

  who

and

  what

god
could have been

and who told him
he was so great
  
  in
  the
  first 
  place

how to talk to god from www.wikihow.com

WHA? POP TRILOGY

i got suckered 
into
reading news online

instead
of
Writing
the
world
Right

now i am FULL
and
have
to
go shit it all out quick

~

under a crossrail brexit junkie moon
i 
wonder - 

what of all those misc objects
from
my
past ?
all those plastic things
i 
touched and held ?

landfill

theyre in landfill baby

under a crossrail brexit junkie moon

~

it bothers me now

ill and sick and a shadow

that i am in no condition
to
tackle endtimes
or
weather the apocalypse 

like
i
always
thought
i
would

from www.thischristianjourney.com

WASHING

supermarket underwear 
hanging out in the rain

ordinary remnants
of
the unkillable poor

the dead elastic trembles - dt shakes
in
refinery fallout

~

this 
vision
feels
like
a shred of chop 
caught in back teeth
and
i
am a head on a body / a bottled spider
on 
the 
cement 
back 
step

from plussizeshoppingmall.com

5th ANNIVERSARY GUEST BLOG 7, SUCH IS OUR WAY, BY RON HECKERT

Age is the realization
That you are weak
Not as pretty
Prone to break
Invincible
Wincing
That's all you are
Just look in the mirror
Your far sight has yet to fail you
So Look
And see
This thing
You have come to be
THIS THING IN TIME
This forgotten story
Those forgotten words
Replaced by an odd plaque
And tumbleweed proteins
Black growths
Infected things
Bleeding and leaking and stinking.

from savannaharsenal.com