HARDCORE BLINKERS

prime bamboo posture pants arrive

how happy the rain forests must be

somewhere new 

to tuck up & away

our wind sock cocks

& resignation balls

for a ten minute boxfresh buzz

~

they arrived 

in an amazon petrol grenade

deep inside 

a quantifiable extinction event

now thats hardcore blinkers

YOU THINK YOURE LIKE A MOON

even when docile & dormant
  dusty blinds drawn like blinkers

we are still mad & haunted longpork
  on a destruction distraction jag

the meat grinder chewing
  at our sweatshop polyester heels


~


you think youre a moon
  a moon on a razor

where osmosis trumps inertia
  & entropy is coming

for  your  sliced  emmental

DELIRIUM TAPAS VOL 14

 

previously
self-evident
recognised
absurdities
are fact now

internet killers 

ready their rented vans 

sparkies tape

on the b&q 

billhooks grip

~

theyre all somebodies heroes

in 

a 

crabapple echobubble fucknut sphere

martyrs to madness

singing the delusion blues

satellites indifferent

to the atlantic cables 

photo - The Lineup from the Dagenham Archive