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Thursday 19 September 2024
Tuesday 17 September 2024
A HOLIDAY FRAG POP
black mountainside
tequila on the bends
picture postcard valley
portmeirion in the wind
bad b&b weirdness
escaped with friends
Monday 16 September 2024
Friday 13 September 2024
NIKE PEAKED CROWN
there they go again
in their composite machines
like mice
like cogs
marshalled by blood
sun dogs
& ancient firmware
trying for a kingdom
in a nike peaked crown
like mice
like cogs
marshalled by blood
sun dogs
& ancient firmware
trying for a kingdom
in a nike peaked crown
Thursday 12 September 2024
SIMPLE LIFE CAN BE
cigarettes
never tasted
so good
as when
a black dog
camped
in every room
~
shaving my dome
well
it just makes me feel better
like sharpening a knife
~
Wednesday 11 September 2024
FROM A MORNING WAITING
the vintage
marlboro classics
check shirt
has foul crescents
of nervous sweat
has foul crescents
of nervous sweat
atop the hindarm
from a morning waiting
for a blood doctors call
from a morning waiting
for a blood doctors call
Tuesday 10 September 2024
FRAG POP #29 & #33
god module
pina colada
hallowed be my name
~
they queue
for the
wind phone
round seventeen long lemonade blocks
gratis nappies & tissues
Monday 9 September 2024
WHAT IT WAS I DID
i wonder
what it was
i ( a slow dive / a pensive peacock )
did to time
to make time ( a real geek & goofball )
to make time ( a real geek & goofball )
Friday 6 September 2024
HELPED TREMENDOUSLY
i
never
expected
black & white photographs
of british mobile homes
to be so
medically
calming
& they helped
& they helped
t r e m e n d o u s l y
when my brain
when my brain
was screaming
out of gear
Thursday 5 September 2024
BLOGGING / WRITERS WAY / A RHYME ?!
its thirteen years
since i decided stoned
to write a poem a day
to write a poem a day
until i die or dont
& i havent died
& i mostly do
weekends off
weekends off
some weekdays too
& typing up the meat weather
& the cracked prism shine
& the cracked prism shine
i showed me i was more
than a sponge for wine
& tho i write enough
to post something daily
my blog is tired
my blog is tired
& needs a redux badly
& sober now
& sober now
as a coffin nail
i have evolved i think
from the cocktail wail
& it keeps me honest
like they say
this discipline
this discipline
this writers way
& like Bad Clay
& like Bad Clay
i now have books aired
so very many thanks
to the publishers who dared
Wednesday 4 September 2024
Tuesday 3 September 2024
GUERRILLA DETRITUS
shrug off the years
from your chain-smoked
hatchback backache
& brandish your
been-there / done-that
hot-rocked-the-tshirt
age-awarded eyes
like a weapon sheathed
in a bittersweet
guerrilla detritus
comedown glo
Monday 2 September 2024
HARBINGES
the elephant cry
of the bin trucks
in a dim grey dawn
harbinges
the existential wordless wail
of
a
breathless
coughing
uncomprehending
uncomprehending
child
going back to school
going back to school