i am lead
like plumbing
like paint
water runs coffee brown out the sad taps
poison(corn)flakes off the dry dry wall
& the snow tries - it tries
but i am tired - tired
a reformed monster / a reformed ham
no eyes for nature
no belly for bagels
~
theres songs waiting
for my waking instant
they autoplay
dylan today
... & gallantly handed her
my very last piece of gum ...
~
the union cables
filter in alone
in this disaster headlock
capitalism breeds fatalism
in
its
art free
dry tundra well
dont stop
be bolder
just holler
from the moses mountain
you call your nested bed
photograph - Slot Machine courtesy of the Dagenham Archives
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