FRESH BAKED CRUMBS

was feeling
well grim

about it all

till the sun came out

like spilled yellow paint 

& my wife came home
with fresh bread

we ate on the bedspread
by the sleeping cat

miniature snores
& impossible fur

flaked with fresh baked crumbs

REANIMATE THE CHEESE

sitting down

trying to have

a brilliant idea

with the old bread

of my mind

~

all i manage 

is to lightly toast 

the poor sandwich 

to fake freshness

& reanimate the cheese

THOUGHT POPS

monsters rule
by 
physciatric consensus

when will out come the nephilim ?

they will crumble quickly
asking for uhu glue

~

gravity is a closed window

above us is sky 
space & forever

we ride 
a heavenly fedex
to where ?

~

knee jerk bombs
face saving missiles

90 dead before breakfast

cardiac bellies
sag on the third green

~

unspecial under bricks
nature is calling

forests & streams
fill my dreams

~

stretch out
in my wifi pod

assassinated pig
on cornershop bread

mind in a gone land

~

cornershop stale chat

i shall take my silence
as a hint
to leave

~

and for one precious moment

for one precious moment

one 
precious 
moment . . .

meh

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I CAN TELL

shop kid / floppy hair

large-font hoody 

has 

elaborate 

cuffs

wants

to

be

a boxer

but 

been carrying puppy fat too long / i can tell

sells 

me 

baccy and bread wed 1300

i

say MORNING 

he 

says nothing / moves awkward / i cant tell 

anywhere 

he'd 

be 

comfortable

look 

at 

the 

plastic cigarette clock / correct myself

i

say AFTERNOON

he counts change in fumbling blunt paws 

hes searching for words / i can tell

cos

he always does

and

he's never quick

he

says

HOWEVER YOU FEEL THATS WHAT THE TIME IS

and

tho

i 

dont agree at all 

i 

agree for his sake / for peace / for social niceties 

he knows his wisdom is weak

i can tell

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