Thursday 30 June 2022

TOBLERONES, COFFEE & FATE




           at the clouds
         p
       u 
i look 

escaping ideas / pending moods

i look at the roofs

                  a
                 i n
                r   g
the neat tiled t     l
                      e rows

resemble an armoured toblerone


~


half-awake
i can smell the coffee

its in my hand (duh)

force-stopped
but the roses are to far

i point instead (thatll do)


~


am 
wondering - 
is fate 
our predictability 
dressed up 
in a mystics cloak 

or the universal message
thru a faulty radio ?










Wednesday 29 June 2022

I REMEMBER LONDON IN THE RAIN




london in the rain
is wet meat kinesis
the boomer briefcase throwbacks
fold & hold aloft 
a free metro paper

the shortcut history mews neglected

~

hood & hats & caps & beats 
frame the benetton faces
phones held chest height
against the stacked-vegetable 
spider-crane skyline backdrop

goldsmiths left off the fashion cops beat

~

& the affected hemp totes 
  of gentri-ffiti'd hoxton
& that animal funk 
  of train station damp
& the evening standards 
  blunt telegraph boards
& the labyrinth sentinel 
  bare-drama boss-men

well i miss that boost of surrender
found deep inside 
the soft mobs biomass










Monday 27 June 2022

BLUEPRINT VOID FILLER




the hatchbacks 
slept on the blacktop 
& go to work now 
under june sun

we are between heatwaves
& the wheelie bins 
are scattered 
in the wake of vans

the news is bad / i am scared
ever it was / but more so

the cat rolls in soil 
the soil is very very dry

my emergency solar radio combo 
charges its capacitor 
on the window sill


~


fug you the soldier said 
his chest wound bubbling again

& all the dry teats cough air 
into the famine mouths

& all the fat teats belch oil
into the unexplored godzilla sea

this is the end my friend
can you picture what will be ?









Friday 24 June 2022

THE WAY THIS IS GOING PT 4 ( OR TYPOS *)




the way this is going
is 

all my posey will start with
yes
& end with
yes
& maybe r i p too

& in between 
n o t h i n g 
but white space

oar tiepoes*


~


until then 
a gone thing
that still holds a sting -

yes

field roaming 
in englands 
rambling footpath web
fucked on skunk 
& hysterical at bugs

r i p

yes









Thursday 23 June 2022

FLESH CITY TEA, A SCI FI POPTART




the soft steam whistle whine
of the iron analogue kettles
is heavy nostalgia for the very old

who
weep & weep & weep
lost
in midtowns latest ultra-fads

kitsch faux-neon gone
in temporary favour
of green brass patinas
& blue gas flame


~


carbon tears are counted
logged & fluted & countered
as only an AI can

& a soft steam whistle whine
is ringtone & alert now

on all
handheld
arcadia
glass

flesh citys midtown tea bars
now irritatingly shrill










Wednesday 22 June 2022

THE WAY THIS IS GOING PT 3




the way this is going
is 

my drawings will be less

a scribble 
on a post-it

than blink
in a glass onion


~


till then -

i do 
    on-hold 
           on-phone 

doodles of biro animals

living innocent
in the
harpsong of nature










Tuesday 21 June 2022

APOCALYPSE WALLS






  & 
  the words of the prophet
  are written in oil
  on the apocalypse walls
  & segregation halls

( & 
  were delivered
  in report form
  to the white house
  of the 1970s )

  & 
  whispered in the sound of silence

( & opec talks . . . ) 











Monday 20 June 2022

3 x HAIKU POPTARTS




RATS


& r is for rats

& the rats are in the walls

thanks h p lovecraft




PARABOLA


the bare street drama

spirals us out of the whim

( i sigh with )
found booze stash relief




JOKER


his ford escort van

was a police target

laughing joker tattoo










Friday 17 June 2022

THE WAY THIS IS GOING PT 2

 



the way this is going
is -

my dreamed of novel

Backwater Pain Factory

will be two sides of a4

dense prose but large font


~


till then -

transhumanist 
technocrats
build condos for the nanobots 
in 
abandoned bitcoin mines

& retro hobos
shout cultural appropriation
at
anyone dodging
escalating fares 
on 
the tumbledown tracks uk










Thursday 16 June 2022

THE WAY THIS IS GOING PT 1

 


the way this is going
is -

soon a poem will be 
one word
maybe two
or
a
nekrasov full-stop ripoff

placed just so


~


till then -

theres a red haze
natural but it dont look it
around the solitary cemetery tree
&
the crows there gaze askance
at the laminate stone markers
locking the carrion away













Tuesday 14 June 2022

JUST A TURTLES HEAD




i have these moments 
  when
  
something big & ambiguous
  with deja vu on the side 
  seems about to break thru

i hope its 
a stab jab of chi
  without its anxiety hat

but its just a turtles head

  a faux lucid visitor
  in the steel wool fog










Monday 13 June 2022

SMOKIN MENFOL

 


the war-sad men in movies
they got micheal bay sunshine 
emotive ad-friendly pop

real war-sad men
kidnap trailing rozzers
on 
the M8 to cornwall

hold them hostage 
in their own hi-vis X5

& i hope hes out by now 
i hope he can stay free

like the clash song
...smokin menfol...









Friday 10 June 2022

POEM FOR MY PARENTS-IN-LAW







i wish i had not been broken
so i would have been able to know you both better

i wish i had not been so sick
as to see your home & city only that one time


~


thank you for the cameras & the peppers
thank you for the xanax & the breaded chicken
thank you for your daughter
i am sorry if i kept her away


~


i hope one day in the next world
we will bait our hooks with new wishes
& fish together by a still blue lake

i hope one day in the next world
we can camp together in the forests there
& sleep painlessly under strange new stars

i hope one day in the next world
we can watch all our animals play together
in a sunshine clearing on soft green moss


~


i hope one day i will meet you again
in the place it is youve gone

the place it is where we all go

when we go

why not why not why not







note - picture is of this poem written into an origami boat 
launched 20/05/2022 into the Danube
with the ashes of Istvan & Katalin Margitai






Thursday 9 June 2022

THE T SHIRT CHRONICLES VOL 4




his t shirt said 

'The Settings Stay On Default 
 So Nothings Ever My Fault'

& theres a comfort there
& a freedom

in the thought 
of the 
unchanging touch
of the 
unfussed user


~


i love to see
an analogue calendar

chickens / ponies / cliche seasons

tacked up
by the fridge
in the clutter
of a pet food
galley kitchen











Tuesday 7 June 2022

CONSUMABLES & CONVENIENCES RANKED

 



hot coffee
(strong & black)
hot shower
(with a fresh shorn head)
the cheeseburger
(with bacon)

juggle podiums in my mind

now that
cigarettes (marlboros camels luckies) 
whisky (any)
are
disqualified 
&
relegated
to the 
naughty step

r i p

yes










Monday 6 June 2022

THE T SHIRT CHRONICLES VOL 3




the charity muggers
t shirt said

life is the fight for survival
we will all lose

i asked him about reincarnation

he said his family were undertakers
who contribute to the
local neonatal intensive care
& struggling hospice services

i asked him what he was collecting for today

'we fiddle in 4k' he said
'& we will burn in plastic melt
 wont you please give kindly
 for the bees'









Thursday 2 June 2022

THREE CRIME HAIKU POPS





TRUE CRIME 1


was some '90s lead

fired from a '20s gun

dead bank manager



~



CRIME PAYS SOME


theres trees & a lake

& the sofa ben loved

round langmores fire pit



~



TRUE DETECTIVE


times a flat circle

the bayou gasmask monster said

moss on my crowbar
















Wednesday 1 June 2022

THREE HOLLYWOOD HAIKU POPS


 


HARRISON FORD


it rains on deckard

& his panic fumbling paws

end of blade runner


~


TURN RIGHT CLYDE


limp wrists / elbows in

holds a plant / holds drug money

clint eastwoods big hands


~


SAY HIS NAME


nowhere else to go

on the porch in rain & shine

thats robert paulson