BEDROOM LANDS 2

BOAT DRINKS

how to catch 
a time that 
was cliche-shrouded 
in accelerator mist
in
even
its
own happening day ?

give it a name-
Boat Drinks

gave it a name 



IMPROMPTU ASHTRAYS

soft acre
bedroom lands
fuzz tone
hash brigade
call and find a slot

bear corner stragglers
bottle shop delayed
knock and sit and vent

all make
cellophane 
ashtrays
from fag pack sleeves
with 
yellow retail fingers
blue pizzahut plasters
stuck
on
stub nub string pick thumbs
learning neil young

anything at all
on the CRT TV dust




STEP AWAY
FROM THE
REM

i got a new cd
play this now for me

i would say

to a bedroom full
of amateur guitarists

subtext was-
you lot
dont know shit
about music

listen to the production
i would say
listen to the lack of production
i would say

listen to the drums
listen to that guitar sound

listen how they did it
way back when

now
step away
from
the
REM

from galacticramble.com

THE DAYS LOOKING

the day is the face
of a head in a hood

its like a fridge hum with eyes

its an
attentive 
unstable 
streetside
ripple 

and
maybe 
it looks off somewhere else
but
we
never
catch
it

and
maybe its no more pleased about it
than
we
are

i
see
it
as
an unblinking lizard
dancing on hot sand
making
that
noise
like a hoover does
when
its 
next door
or
one floor up
threatening the walls
or
the
whirled artex ceilings

and it sends in 
big black flies
to find us
if we lay our withering bulks down inside
in
a half-arsed attempt
to
hide
in the afternoons
dead fish 
ebb tide

from littlemissteacher.com