Friday, 30 March 2018

THRU THE COTTON WOOL




meditation
is some weird animal

a fat monkey
still as dust

unharmed on the meatpile

in the
lion park

~

new lamps 
for
inside lights

raincoats and umbrellas
dumped in the porch

fresh shadows
new pictures
new angles
thicker speaker cable
does something

something

to rewire
the
let-down merry-go-round
and
demon strut
lay-away

~

i am punching
like a baby punches

thru a two block length
of
cotton wool

i am attempting 
autopsy in mittens 
in power cut
pirate mist

~

fewer whimpers
in the prison ward
these days

please expound
my other mind
that half-arsed friendly witness
says





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from liveanddare.com

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