FRAGPOP #87

 

& now i am babbling

subtracted & burgled
under the mindburn

of restaurant lights

& inside is meat love
& sad love
& love love
& analgesics fermenting
in the summer birthday sun

OXIDISED LIPIDS

poetry - 

wake up

be genius

go back to bed

dont see what the problem is


~

now its afternoon
flat sun & a stale heel

 

& what i wrote earlier . . .

well 

oxidised lipids is too kind

THEREFORE I CAN

the creosote
& the petrol

the varnish

& tarmacadam

the neighbours skunk

on the weekday wind

& the mucking-out-the-stables earth-funk

of
the
animal
self

i smell 

yes

i smell

therefore i can 

WHAT A RIDE

change is arrested

&

charged with disruption

accuracy is abducted

by

a piechart militia

& all the bandwagons

aquaplane
in the flood water

oh what a ride 

FRAGPOP #111

 

oh the madness of a pill

&
the
madness
without

~

race car
foot-down
thrashing
but up on bricks

or 

overstretched sandwich cellophane

ABOUT THE PAST 3

curated
as i was
to look undone
& broken in
& nothing new
i dovetailed

easy peasy
into the ragged sky
& the moons

sun-faded 

goldenrod
stoner face

ABOUT THE PAST 2

then sway-swaying

on the kerbstone cliffs
i see me 

down 

in 

the
night puddles

mirror lands

apparition towering

& monolith-like

all silver & black
all shadow & glow

like a secret

like escape

& its delicious

ABOUT THE PAST

then 

after 

dark

the accelerator juice

kicked up the drama

of ordinary lights

& made paintings

of the gutters
dark mirror pools

VERY FABRIC OF NIGHT

the summer leaves
are small & curved

as if to give

& they tumble down

yellow

onto the lawn of plums

~

theres a green bug
on my black shirt 

& i wonder 

if he thinks
he is hurrying 

amazed

over the very fabric of night

HOMEGROUND WIN

now i am rewatching 

the movies again

sizemore & sigourney

paxton / peggy / piper

a comfort splurge

& a guilted foy
is a homeground win

~

trawling for trivia
for
the
social smokescreens

jazz & flub & bluff 

& passing time

doing time

in the universal 

tingle

mind 

& stream

TOTALLY UNFORGIVABLE BEHAVIOUR

so bastard

an affliction
is insomnia

that it makes you
wish that the dark

the days reward

comfort blanket

& old friend 

would just bastard end

ONLY TABASCO

ignoring 

the surge 

of carolina reaper

they wax weak 

rhetoric
in my tv glass

over a possible spread

of only 

tabasco

~

off camera

they are wringing 

their gesturing hands
in the champagne bathrooms

abdication high on the list

& then a jet 

to a billionaires compound

ABOUT A MORNING

 

for now
i parachute
back
into
the agreed reality

missing

the soft light

& tantric shadows

of the other

REACH THE MOON

i

am
unable
to market
my posey jags
to the fickle whims
of the logarithmics
& the nascent AI trawls

but getting fragpop poems
out there on paper wings
in the real IRL meat 'scapades
is sometimes a better story

so if you find this
you are who its for
& my thanks
reach the moon

1966 WITH KETCHUP

the reformed hams

hit the lobby steaming

barking fire bile

in the dog whistle wind

gak blocked grok

& gaudy faces

puce with meat rage

in the pigshit doom

~

1966 with ketchup

& a swastika poppy 

hammer time forever

in their school yard lives

hates merch & swag

liberated & lonely 

from

out 

its 

safety blanket 

armchair lore

RAGING DOWNTOWN

i go 

back in

like i was
never out

such is the shitstorm
raging downtown

~

& all my shopping baskets online
are filled with whimsy treats

my emails
beg me
to buy

DIRT OF NEED

as 

comparison inoculation

you 

count your blessings

    but remember  

 keep  hands  clean

so 

to not tarnish them

with 

the dirt of your need