hatchbacks on fire
a poem or pic a day until I die or dont; the online home of Ford Dagenham
Thursday, 22 September 2022
UNDER THE DRIPPING TAP, A BULLET POINT POP
• are we post-humans yet ?
• i feel a cosmic guilt . . .
• lets hear it
for
all the things undone -
may their generated urgency fade
• shopping mall zen
& therapy apps
battle
the mad dust in flux
outside the tv foxhole bubble
• would that i could
lay a calming balm
on the cosmic guilt
• the sodden sponge
in the sink debris
catching the dripping taps
countdown noise
needs wringing out at midnight
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