ROCK CIRCLE

bowie in a space suit

& a nine year old slash

visit

iggy
on
the
psych
ward

bagmen & fixers

kept out & left

skating at the seams

no star dazzle

to woo loose

the treatment rules

FIVE TV POPLINGS

blue blue

electric blue

cuthbert dibble & grubb

~

he can chase trains all he likes

in the dawn afternoon
sun & surf & sand

i will never
trust that horse
with my money


~


i watched credible newsreaders 

age & fade

i saw their 

tanned jowls swell

they STOMACH it ALL 

everyday

mainlining the horror

jesus christ


~


tv eye watches tv sponge
under tv skies

& out the window
well out the window

on the streets . . .

theres a march to begun

~

blue blue 

electric blue

tv flotsam be my judge

photo TV Skies No 71 from the Dagenham Archive

THOUGHTS AFTER READING

1. FIVE SECONDS


our

undrilled

heads

sealed six times

always five seconds away

from 
death or fortune 
or nothing

are wet inside

grasping
and

undergrown




2. BOWIE


what

you

all

call

Art

i say

is the Result of Itself

and

only

bowie himself

is

allowed

to

challenge that

painting by bowie from demilked.com

FILE UNDER ROCK

1. HEADSTONES

time
kicked my arse
in
the
balls

my
headstone
one day
said




2. HEAVENS BEZ

maybe...

i think
i hope

maybe...

if i name drop them enough

bowie and
lou reed

will greet me
at heavens stoop

tolerantly hand me maracas

so
i
can
be
heavens bez

from the guardian.com

RIPs

  so
Dan Fante had shit-brown-eyes
and
Buckowski had a HUGE left ball

i
have . . . envy

  i remember reading
Kissed by A Fat Waitress
on
the 
toilet
hanging
onto
the
steel mobility rail in a cold sweat

  i remember reading 
The Days Run Away Like Wild Horses
and
thinking
ANYTHING
can
be 
poetry

  and
  now
Bowie and Lemmy 
are 
spoiled for drummers
in enriched Valhalla 
i
ball my poems up into the teapot

and
turn
on
the 
gas

from pinterest.com