THE GREYSCALE LEAVES, FRAG POPS

under the same sky
where warplanes fly
i walk the pale dawn

agog & grounded

kicking the greyscale leaves

~

its a terrible wonderful world
& we are safe we think
on the western islands
in our bells of mist

~

now the fire in my knees

is extinguished

by wading thru

the soup

in the hall

a trail like smudged pencil

i imagine as my wake

SHRIEK ON

shriek on
shrill songbirds

dont let
our swearing
stop you

we are hungover
from questions

~

& the fulltime bell

will surely peal soon

on another mornings
cold taxi minds

YOU HAVE UNTIL THE BELL RINGS

if we discovered

sound & solid proof 

of eternal & rigid 

predestination

it would not

& could not

change anything at all

could it ?

~

please discuss
you have until the bell rings
& six foot of chalk for your slate

TYPER IN THE WAY

ego was so epic

he had to put it out  

out there in the front yard

just to get a clean breath

& the rag & bone men

well they rang their hand bell

& they took it away

~

& Plastic Zen was born 

Id in the ice box

   music player on

   typer in the way

TUESDAY HAIKUS

i write a poem

i pick my toes

extinction on the news


~


tight smile over drinks

embarrassment 
bouncing 
back

cracked bell tolls

from parablesblog.blogspot.com

BEFORE 10 AM / MEXICAN DUSK

BEFORE 10 AM

so i feel 
kind of awful

but still 
i want to stick it
to
the
Man

so i sign 
all the petitions
of highest & noble human intent

with
chrome
autofill

and i act 
appropriately sad 
at the bad news tv

diligently enjoying
my fresh coffee beans

and i am probably against ALL borders
and 
FOR
the
ending of fight club

and the song they put there

but
so
soon
it
seems
like
someones downloading
all of google earth

into
my
soft
nut

and i will seek out the bed again
hide in the cotton womb again

calmed by the everyday
rag & bone man bell
and hatchback hum
coming 
in
the
open window

and
there i pretend to be offgrid & sustainable

pretend to be a tree

sticking it to the Man
with an imagined dream
of a tree rebellion

before 10 AM

from wallpapersafari.com

MEXICAN DUSK

the mexican dusk
is
an
orange peel & nightmare blue 
pollution stripe

is hells rainbow

and the soldiers 
are the black outlines 
of machines

less than human
and more than

and they blend utterly with the shadow

in the grey areas
of
elected officials

and bodies are hung
from the graffiti overpass

mutilated & headless & naked
to imply massive guilt

so
one and a half 
billion of us

can
get
high

from youtube

ITS TUESDAY (MORNINGS AND DREAMS)

MONDAY MORNING

monday morning always tastes of monday morning
when the bedside siren calls time on oblivion
and my dreams turn b&w in the neon smack of day
and struggling to understand i lock them away

and they wait 
on a crack 
in the light 

between responsibility and habit
to run their mad riot again


COFFEE AND JUICE

monday morning tastes like that metallic burr of strong medication
even
tho
we
are
off
and
laying in
with no vet panic or auto repair for a change

a subsonic bell rings a slice of loss 
without time to be noticed

before coffee
and juice
obscure with floods

animal sense and the residual derelict party of dreams


WEEKEND

mondays barcode is smudged

my mind bleeps NO like a posties machine
in consecutive failure to understand

after 
saturdays free tease

and 
sundays broadmoor 
    
    exercise yard
     
      blue 
      chug

from crowthorneheritage.co.uk

MORE GARDEN 2

garden oasis
breeze whips shiny trees
in
a
live show blow

i hear it

hear
its
dives and touching swoops - invisible wings

out the front
junk men toll their bell
for
burnt-out white goods
and
house
tat 

 from brilliantwallart.co.uk

WOMBLES IN HUMAN FORM

from wikipedia.org

ever since i was a child
i'd
hear 
the blue flatbed truck
drive
in
morning frost
thats scraped up like snowballs
by
school kids feet

an anorak arm would toll a bell 
out
a
wound down window

like for the dead

but
for
rags and bones
and
coughed-out white goods

i
used
to
think
they lived in that van
or
were
Wombles 
in human form

from www.telegraph.co.uk