BIOLOGY & HEADLINES

   brain from 
  abattoir pig

unsustainably revived

 my veins 
are 
a web of 
toothless 
     cold


~


brontes hair
  found 
  in an
attic locket ring

  happy days  cash in

    my 
   heart 
 is that 
     of an 

elephant sloth

  ( possibly  probably

     i
    cannot rule it out )


~


    & 
legs now 
   are
primitive
holograms
   of 
wobble
   & 
interference

warning  warning  warning

    here comes 
     a
  Pollen  Bomb

in the low level exhaust pipe sky


~


   i 
stumble afloat

  on habit  on love
  on mission
     &
 stimulants

under evil evil blue

missing man
not seen
for a month

well duh

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WONDERFUL OUTSIDE

        & 
  
  it smells wonderful outside
  it smells wonderful outside
  it smells wonderful outside

  lilac & that
  nice you know ?

  i 
  am
  outside

  ok in the AM

  breathing it in

from nytimes.com

LOOK UP LOOK DOWN

JELLY CASTLE DOES BAD DREAM

my
only bone bowl jelly castle
thinks its thinking it thinks

on
top
a
stick
of
calcium matrix & cartilage 

no good
blackdreams
are
autopilot default

end in cashgasm
weird new house
with 
ablution ceramics enormous
& too sensitive 
to dream side piss

from atcsagacity.com

HEART

i would

thud

my

meat

heart

down

on the empty page

if my ribs

werent in the way

&

all

the

saws

rusty

&

out in the garage

too much effort

away

from blog.fpcbellingham.com

RENTING ENTROPY

limitations

slap
my soft face
every
dark
AM

time goes fast
so slowly


~


shut it
& survive

wallow in these times

we are drek
renting entropy

from
stardust

from tattoo-ideas.com

THE SOUNDS OF FLUSHING

hello bathroom
my old friend
its good to shit 
in you again

because a pressure 
softly creeping
left its seeds 
while i was eating

and the pressure 
that was planted 
in my colon
still remains

with the sound
of flushing

from dailymail.com

SKY RAPTOR SNACKING

GOD HANGNAILS SCRATCHING

LITTLE SUNNY FLEURS

SUGAR MOUNTAIN

    that
fiery blowhole spume 
unkowable & barbed
wired in denim tubes

beak-hole 
slug-trail
bottled milk
on the 
get home
dawn doorstep

    that
intradimensional
mad
light

    that 
    was
my sugar mountain

i can see it from here


~


    here-
jelly on a marrowbone stick
bully beef belly
under a check shirt tent

teenage residue
&
the 20s tidemark 
call for validation
call for recognition
grip slipping 
on the
middle age
bitter valley 
hillside

my sugar mountain-

    can
   see it
  from here


~


    here-
hyper reality slips in
on a backbrain shoehorn

echoes
round
the
normal
chambers

painting mundane hours
a different colour weird

    its 
stoned-eye overhang
of 3 AM underside 
drunk & glowing
in the face
of warning alarms

    well 
i woke up in the future

& my sugar mountain . . .

    i can 
    see it
   from here

from sylviabrowder.com

POETRY IS

poetry is
 on the edgware road
 spray tags claim 
 old piss brick
 beyond paper deeds

poetry is
 instructions 
 on my lazy
 lunch o clock 
 soup tin circle
 small & printed & perfect

poetry is
 whale song
 in the
 north sea hijack
 more mason perkins 6.4

but when  
 the scribble notes
 are 
 slim-thin empty
 & lost by the night shift
 & i am loose as foam
 nebulous but cement
 in the 
 grown-up airlock

 then dawn plays 
 off-pitch
 radiohead
 on a loop
 on a loop
 on a loop
 into the mornings
 wasteland hinter

 &
 peach petals tumble
 in
 soft spring wind

from moviestillsdb.com

PICASA MADRIGALS, MIND TRIAL

think-write

with linebreaks

call it a thing

becomes a thing

stenographers

on mind-trial

SOFT WEIGHT DELIGHTFUL

hes asleep
on my hand
again

i feel his purr throb
i feel his heart bump
on
his
warmest underside

my hand 
is his
pillow & comfort

his presence
is
a
soft weight delightful

& his claws grip
my fingertips
in dreams

like government fuckery
& the end-times bells
are
a
performance art overflow

just mimes gone mad

that
cant
touch
our
soft station lay in

from the cat cat archives

BIRDS IN THE GREY

HAND FOOT COFFEE CROW

PICASA MADRIGALS, AUTUMN EVERYWHERE

stretched out

on the

summer brown lawn

its always

autumn

isnt it ? 

somewhere in meat hq

2 MORE HOME POPS

SPRINGWINTER

bare foot
on the
back lawn
the energy
feels
weird
in this springwinter

outdoors
is
like
under 
the thunder carpet

all waiting
for a boom




RIND IN A KITCHEN SINK

poem came
last night

a puffer fish ether mumble

inflatable castle
back brain inaccessible 

too milky weak
for
this
pragmatic & robust
grey 
wall
dawn

from thelife-animal.blogspot.com

PICASA MADRIGALS, GOD IS PLANES

gods chewed nails

scratch the sky

like he

wants

back in 

we say its planes

3 x HOME POPS

1.

a blog post a day

keeps the doctor away

tho i do need
professional
medical
advice



2.

i spend all morning implementing
the
trickery
my 
therapists suggested

&
hence
&
thus

there is an afternoon
of sorts
after all



3.

i know this fridge hum

would be louder

would be a warning siren

if
i
knew
no
one
was
coming home to me

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