Thursday 31 August 2017

OUR SOFT COMPULSION



to step back and look
like a space raider might
or a door made sentient by magic

well they may find it crazy
or maybe madly sweet
that
at
night

after administering
ointment and salves
and swallowing
compacted preparations

we all lay down together
in a soft compulsion
and silent agreement
in different softer clothes
or less clothes
or no clothes
on as soft a surface
as
finance
allows

a soft surface 
designed for just that

and
then
under blankets
and
under quilts
our
waking 
grace 
is
gone
as
our legs and feet
strike out skewiff
our arms flung or folded
bent as broken crosses

well they may see this
as code or a ritual message
acted out on an upholstered plinth
us as an unthinking sacrifice

and there we surrender
with
little
fight

(are we all children ?
 they may wonder)

into a vulnerable unconsciousness
like a death
but for fits
of blurts and gargles
and 
pillow 
muffled 
mumbles

protected only by walls and glass and faith

and what these observers
can not know is that
we
then
journey
on
interior
voyages
to
strange times in random lands
where
the faceless and familiar
can
sink
away
at
a
touch
overwhelmed by their own
mysterious meaning

and the space traveler
or furniture made thinker
may
find
this
activity
makes
any observed insomnia
appear
a
sound choice

the proverbial picnic

to be awake and on watch
may make much more sense
may seem an obvious job
to their new fresh eyes

a safe and essential insurance

tho also unknown to them
the
struggle
of
tired wired
sleepless exhaustion
is
a
fuckpit
of
half sanity
to us
at best


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Wednesday 30 August 2017

AN INDOOR SAGA


DIRTY STOPOUT 1

it
was
in
a
blur
of 
exhaustion worry and hasty food

that
i
slid
helpless wilful and unaided

into
the
twilight of exclusion



DIRTY STOPOUT 2

when the phone rang
it was a warning siren

cos
the
whole world wanted in
down the curly wire

i would break out
in a cold sweat
on my bed island

unable to decide anything
at
all



DIRTY STOPOUT 3

it
was
in
a
fools gamble
to
keep time available and mine

that i shut the door fast
after
work

and
mechanically inebriated
my
residue
way
over
the
plimsoll line



DIRTY STOPOUT 4

sunday was a buffer

a condemned ritual
of
baths
and
nothing
and
wine

the emptiest of fields
that my mistakes needed
to
breath



DIRTY STOPOUT 5

and today

well today
i wait for the postman
like
a
child
at
xmas

with only natures hangover

and
the gasman
is coming later

between noon and five

the gasman
is
coming
to
visit
me 



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from thenorthernecho.co.uk

Tuesday 29 August 2017

IN THE WINTER OF 85



if
i
spill egg

and
i do
spill egg

on the stove top
while its hot
then
i
smell
my
grans 
kitchen

sunday afternoon bladebone pie
with all the trimmings

gravy with ovals
of uncooperative grease

potatoes roasted 
into golden crowns

and someone 
always fetched 
the folding steps
from the galley kitchen
to 
sit 
down
on

because we were
always 
one 
chair 
short

till granddad died
in the winter of 85

and
it
snowed on the smoke
from
his
ashes




Image result for roast spuds

from chasingthedish.blogspot

Monday 28 August 2017

GEST POST BY SALEM THE CAT



i see my daddy wryt on hear evry morning

so i foout id give him a rest twoday

cos he is very tierd

so it cant be two haard can it ?

my daddy nevr wryts anyfing wot rymes on hear

so i wil

hear goze



SALEM THE FOREVR CAT
BY
SALEM THE FOREVR CAT

i am a cat
i am a bit fat

i got rinkles saggin
all downe my bak

i like two chew 
on my daddys chin
an sleep on
my mummys heed

i will bee 
reely reely sad
wen there deed

cos i am a forevr cat
an dont haf to die

but if my mummy and daddy do
then i wil go wif them
to hefen in the sky


fanks bye



Image result for cat heaven




Friday 25 August 2017

FEELING CRAZY



if i feel crazy

might think 
lion might come inside
cos the back door is open
&
all
the
rules
have
gone
away

itd
come 
inside
big like the moon is big
&
there like a mistake is there

blunt 
brand new 
problem
wiping my petty sheet clean

itd sniff at the rug
a raw & velvet boss
with
naked natures 
hunting eyes

then
id
have to grab 
the pet cat

small as a mouse now

&
climb
us
both
out
the
window

over the fucking cactus
over the plastic windowsill

( that now seems strangely absurd )

being
very
quiet & quick & sudden

& then shut the beast in

& then call someone
fast as you like

if i feel crazy 

like that
like all rules have gone

( tho theres never clear evidence )

then
i
shower
shave
put on a clean plain t
&
my
best
watch
&
uselessly & hurriedly
tidy
away
any
real or imagined mess
into
places
&
piles

square things up

to the edge of the table
the bookcase
the
corners
of
the
floor

&
sit
quietly on a sandbar

not fishing

for anything



Image result for LION IN THE HOUSE
from acidcow.com

Thursday 24 August 2017

IN HAMMERSMITH YEARS AGO



the
guy
in
the
row
behind 
us 
was alone & drunk
&
kept up shouting

hurricane bob

do hurricane

acting like he was 

the only proper fan

his row cleared out

&
dylan
left
the
stage
for
a
long double bass solo

that stopped the arsehole

kicking the backs of the seats in front

&

sent
him
off
to
the
bar

he never came back


bob came back


&

tho
we struggled to recognise the songs
he
never
did
do
hurricane



Image result for bob dylan hurricane

from rollingstone.com


Wednesday 23 August 2017

SOFT MAINTENANCE HARD FURY



in the optician

talking about blue light wavelengths


and its ok

the guy is ok

he got deep brown eyes

in his phd head
i must stare at
while he sharpies my lenses

but i want to shout out

fuck all the glasses
fuck it all
fuck you all
and storm into the street

wild

and
absurd

an orphan ember


flung

and
fading

~


in the dentist


its ok i spose


and

among
other
questions
that
i
leave
blank

i have to rate my smile

from 1 to 10
on
a
clipboard form

i give it a 10


but

dont
use
it
here

cos i want to shout out

fuck all the teeth
fuck it all
fuck you all
and storm into the street

wild

and
absurd

an orphan ember


flung

and
fading




Image result for solitary EMBER

from emberscreencasts.com

Tuesday 22 August 2017

FUTURE NEWS



the worlds last tobacco smoker died today.  

148 year old Phelony Spentlove, heiress to the Solar-Sketchers fortune, died due to complications in a surgically assisted birth of her fifth baby panda.


the panda is said to be doing well.


the worlds tobacco reserves were bought up wholesale by Phelony some 60 years ago at the height of the soil crisis.  


illegal in 99% of the worlds accessible landmass, tobacco smoking is still tolerated in Himalaya Atoll, where Ms Spentlove kept a penthouse.


Phelony shot to fame at the age of 100 as the first human to successfully incubate and deliver a live infant mammal of a different species, in this case a marmot named Bathtime.


she is survived by Bathtime, her five pandas and her husband-in-law Kenneth Glasshouses, 24.


dirge-hop conductor Kenneth, know for his prosthetic beaver tails, released his fifteenth billboard hit cast, 'My Arse Be Damming' early last month and was touring in the Netherlands Archipelago when the news broke.


he is currently unavailable for comment.


the board member for Benson & Hedges has indicated he will attend any services.


in other news the equator is still on fire.  


officials are still divided on what to call the phenomenon, despite clear agreement of the polled population for Firey McFireyface.


although we here at WBC believe The Burning Ring Of Fire to be an obvious choice.   


the fire is approaching its fifth anniversary and unverified sightings of phoenix's have increased tenfold.


reporting from Northern Australia our science correspondence Bethanyny Parkingjoy had this to say, 'Migrating geese on fire do not a phoenix make.' 


this up before the hair-weather and ad-sport - EU Sheriff Grandy Botanic has indicated concern over the continued silence from the UKs Quarantine Moguls, specifically with regard to trade quotas of Blu-Tack and the Royalty Range of merchandise.


indeed, there is a continued silence on all issues from the UK and the BRIC Corp, collective manufacturers of the Royalty Range, are keen for a robodrone HALO recon mission as soon as international disagreement can be circumvented.


now the hair-weather with Danbury Fillingboat . . .  

  



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