GENERATED UNQUENCHABLE THIRST

 

a fake angel
christmas shaped

ghosts us all
in the instagram sky

& 

you cant move cant move cant move

or wont - youre mesmerised . . .

in a scrolling induced 

unquenchable

dopamine 

thirst

photo - TV Static #12 from the Dagenham Archives

GLOWING DULL ELECTRIC

 

theres Things

here / there / everywhere

in the brain space & out

Too   

      Sad   

            For   

                  Touching

~

they glow dull & electric 

inside the medicine scaffold 

captive & museum'd

on 

the 

laterbases

forgotten tab

photo - Scaffold Fudge from the Dagenham Archive

TROPE LIFE NUMBER 8

living

in

an

easy listening muzak elevator pause

like in films

i take a breath / we all take a breath

vertical détente / still we lock & load

but   

      no   

           floor   

                   is   

                        mine

photo - Last Cars Out Of Dodge from the Dagenham Archive

2UP READY OR NOT

the child grows old

meadow magic gone

the old stick stubborn then fold

single use flowers come


~

you ceremony burn them

to an inoffensive mp3

was all glimmer then

your roof is dust for me

photo - Roofs / Rooves from the Dagenham Archive

THE BORN INDEMNITY

theres no fire in the lead
& no dance in the pencil

the music must be wrong

& the meds must be faulty

but its just another day

shoulder 

to 

the 

blackbriar treadstone

look what they make you give . . . 

you get the headaches too ?

photo - Headache in Motion from the Dagenham Archive

IN THE GRILL OF A RUSTY CAMPER / SOLID LAST WORDS

it was almost a deathbed confession

i had always wanted to hear one

& he had always wanted to give one

but there was no bed

its was blacktop
going red

& the confession
was all shock & nonsense

he laughed when i told him

laughed blood & bubbles

~

can you smell that ? 

he asked me
its my sadness burning

i gave him a nod

i gave him a smile

his yamaha was on fire

in the grill of a rusty camper

it was that we could smell

& my singed-to-nothing arm hair

~

solid last words achieved !

i said

high five ?

we did a low one 

sirens licking the firmament  

photo - Camper from the Dagenham Archive

NEVER A SKY PILOT OR PASSENGER BE

 

 

verdict 

is

earth

is

Officially  Longterm  Unliveable

~

i wont make it onto the sky lists

& even if i will be cool cremains

when the last trees fall unheard

it still makes me sad today

photo - Cement Belt from the Dagenham Archive

*OR HUMAN LIASON (EXTRACTING A RICHER EXPERIENCE OUT OF LOSSES & LESSONS)

 

today
the crows 

are in an advanced stone age

& working 

in tandem 

with repopulated wolves

take it ALL

take it OVER

Its  Fine  With  Me

i can learn to be a crow or wolf

if the crows & wolves agree*

photo - TV Static #18 from the Dagenham Archives

LOVE OVERFLOWS IN ANIMAL EXPIRATION

dont need

to scratch 

too deep

for the black revelation to bleed

varnish tarnished

by the tick tock thunder

&

dark angst in the diesel cortina

photo - Coffee Van #2 from the Dagenham Archive

HUNGRY HUNCHED & ANGRY

 

i napped hungry
hunched & angry

furious with noise

&

i 

slid like grease

into

the
acid horror
of 

the
hypnagog zone

under fifteen blankets

the fan on full

photo - Cat Part from the Dagenham Archive

AN ECONOMY OF PASSION

looking for light
in the dark of the park

odd pop misunderstood
in your eggshell mind

alone in dusks inertia & ennui

by your own divine hand

the fm rules 

missed your 

short wave gain

you are an economy of passion

a child in the inbetween

photo - Tree & Fuzz from the Dagenham Archive

THE PRESIDENT WAS A STAND-IN, A MOVIE POP

 

'its amazing' 

he whispers

at a european wall

hes a tourist

a camcorder trope

florida shorts / wide eyes 

~

& the turncoat agent

& the snipers curtain

& the podium explosion

he filmed it all

bewildered / lucky / scripted

big on awe & conscience 

bomb orphan in his american arms

photo - Looking Back from the Dagenham Archive

IN A FEEDBACK LOOP & SMELL

the passive aggressive fox
he looks me in the eye
as he shits on our lawn

i dont mind 

i shit in the house
& that doesnt sound any better

at least he is interacting
out in the world air & smoke

i read the death news
in my plastic glass

in a feedback loop & smell

photo - Lawn Buddies #14 from the Dagenham Archive

SNOT FREE & SINGULAR

 

hollywood tears
are heavier than ours

snot free
&
singular

seemingly felled by gravity

instead of human grief

photo - TV Forest #1 from the Dagenham Archive

11/10/11

ten years dry today
as far as i can tell

time is flexible & loose
& the date looked binary

but still i could
ABSOLUTLEY FUCKING MURDER A PINT OF GIN
for breakfast

like with a handful 

of flat tonic-ice

for civility & delusion

but i wont - i cant
other faults have surfaced
in the decade in question

& the black dog is waiting anyway
dry humping some other leg
but with eyes on me

photo - Dream Pub from the Dagenham Archive

WORLD WAS BUSTED WHEN I GOT HERE

i pull my boots on
& walk on down the hall . . .

i go gardenside

for lawn

for air

for the abyss above

& the girth below

i take a folding knife
to feel useful 

to feel prepared

its titivating

its diy smoke & mirrors
& a poor shadow of our ancestors

can-do 

tinder-box 

flint & steel

rich soil psyche 

i breath cbd fog

everything hurts
i am out to pasture

in a hanging-in-there lawn chair

fox at my feet
food questions in his eyes

photo - fox & chair from the Dagenham Archive

I CHECKED OUT LONG AGO BUT I CAN NEVER LEAVE

dressed in rehab chic
i ride a flatulence cloud

& hose down
a fox shat
lawn chair

it is a strange autumn

it is nostalgia-lite
it has no smells & no gold
its early AM
&
fifteen new colours of worry
are stacked up in the laterbase
in this

busted
fucked
new uk nadir

i checked out long ago

but i can never leave

im looking for a new england

theyre looking for another world

photo - Glass Globe With Feet from The Dagenham Archive

MUSIC FOR DAWN GAGAKU CONTINUED

 

& the joggers i see outside

getting a head start on the day
well i pretend theyre just late

whatever gets you thru . . .

with music at dawn

more flexing gymnast 

than rocket coffee grind

MUSIC FOR DAWN GAGAKU

its a soft power

& a new bulletin

an expert gear shift

in an eighteen wheeler 

dream high - gatekeeper high

& a voice 

stumble-breaking 

emotion-thick

exactly where it should

family apologies
& dinosaurs 

playing up on the hill

abattoirs - moo
& 

the hazy stoned-glow golden days

long gone long gone long gone

i found music for dawn . . .

its a mescal hangover 

the soft grass of the alps

& a baltimore spring

DESPERATE FOR A SIGN OF LIFE

TAKE 1

in the night dearth

drunk & mad

id refuse to go in
refuse to stop

until id seen 

a moving car
a person

a sign of life

beyond the hedgehogs
the night cats

or me

TAKE 2

in the night dearth
drunk & mad

shouting at the moon

arms full of stolen gnomes

id refuse to go in

refuse to stop

until i had seen

a dog walker

the milkman

a shooting star

piss drying

in the street corner

transformer station

Photo by Iqram-O-dowla Shawon on Unsplash