Showing posts with label devil. Show all posts
Showing posts with label devil. Show all posts

Wednesday, 12 May 2021

I AM NOT HAVING A ROSY BACKFLASH



revolution 
from my bed
in your head

wherever

it WILL be televised

but i doubt i will be there

~

the devils in the details
but thats not all hes in
hes gone centrist
in the apathy malaise guesthouse
off the empathy bypass
england SW1

~

& my anger is homeless
is in emergency housing
exiled in the resignation hotel
SS something-nowhere
liberal haven
micro nation
one whole bungalow wide






photo Home Office HQ from the Dagenham Archive











Thursday, 24 September 2020

ARGUE IN MY MIND



i argue with him
in my mind

i am his devils advocate
or he is mine

i think i win
he doesnt care

it winds me up
& hes not here

~

its hard to look 

at the world sometimes

without floating off nowhere








from ultimateclassicrock.com 
dave swanson / sean gallup / getty images

Friday, 21 June 2019

BATHROOM POPLING



brown air
&
the
stench
of the devil

ruffle rug
of
grey cotton wheat
is
tolerant
witness

weft fresh
in
welcome
contrast





Loop Light Grey Bath Rug + Reviews | Crate and Barrel

from crateandbarrel.com

Tuesday, 20 June 2017

TUESDAY POPS



GIVE IT A NAME
(FULL ENGLISH MESSFAST)

my raggedy meat posey
is
a
weep from a wound
i
picked
at
in the cough and surprise
of
first
rising

~

am i pan with angst
dancing like a dad
in dawns hard hinterland
wearing
wife
hemmed
pale 
jeans ?

or a field casualty
half fried like burger van bacon
and
clabby
in
the
clubbing
comedown ?

~

give it a name for me

i will write it 

on
all
my
shirts
washing labels

in supermarket sharpie

like in little school



YOU CAN TELL THE DEVILS TRYING

but
it
all
feels
like

half-arsed nightmare
among
the
custard cream crumbs
doesnt it ?

peanut dust
in my belly button
again
when the wifis out

and thats ok

its those slices
of overlit hd awareness

sharp as knives

that
tear
open
my
lomographic holga mind
into
a
pocket
apcalypse

you can tell the devils trying
but we are british

all
chips
baked beans
sorries

and a strange malleable birthright

with ketchup on






from telegraph.co.uk

Thursday, 3 December 2015

I AM GOD ?




  they say
the devil is in the details

   (they say
    a 
    lot 
    of 
    things)

 so
wheres god ?
in the general overview ?
the summary ?
appendix IV ?

  because 
isnt life ALL details ?
and
anyway i gave the devil the push
a
while ago now
  so . . . 
  i am god am i ? 

 from remyhabets.com