Monday 29 March 2021

SO WHAT REDUX




no one walks into an alley 
like this alley

not here 
not tonight
not in this part of town

sky forbids stars
traffic is hushed

well lit here but so what ?
rot spreads


~


painted words on cement wall
harsh & illiterate
faded & true

but so what ?
mutants & sheep

& under my boots ? 
the busted plastic corners
of a busted music cassette


~


magnetic tape 

giddy
sleek
brown
un-spools into the shape of wind

that takes me back 
oh yes 

but so what ?
theyre coming back too


~


got a length of pipe 
might be lead
like in cluedo
who knows ?
its all i need
metal gets it done

smoke butt after butt
perfect moreish poison

wait
just drag it out
like we all do


~


yesterdays papers

panic flapping & trapped 
caught between the wind & a hard place

obits make the front page everyday
& i feel like 
we say goodbye
to the 20th C day by bastard day

but so what ?
thin sliced meat


~


throw my butt like i hate it
edge my boots 
into 
the 
dirty white light

feels like a movie
& vice versa
but so what ?

its all spam
in the meat world









photo Reaching from the Dagenham Archive





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