REGULAR HORROR 8

monday morning dread 

took sunday hostage

made it a hollow unthing

with a shadow like the moon

~

then theres everywhere 

soft debris to salvage 

in the high hectic desert 

of the weeks electric blue

 

ONE TRICK PONY PREVIEW #2/3 GUEST POST BY URBAN KISSES

 Drinking until we were wrecked 
 single bed sex 
 my hair trapped under your head 
 limbs tangled in the bedspread 
 waking with that familiar dread 
 wanting to stay 
 needing to leave instead 
 splashed my face 
 daubed my lips red 
 hesitating in the doorway 
 command processing overhead 

DREAMS & OTHER SKETCH POPS

he

dreamt

he

was

so poor

the only place to shit

was inside a fart

~

it

is

a

strange relief

to live with dread

when dread comes to town

hailing a ghetto cab
care home in its wake


~

he dreamt he

curled around

a hand grenade

&

burnt

his

inside bacon

crispy black

baked beans boiling
inside his brain pan


~


&
the things we made
they leave their stains

& 
the trees

welcoming & indifferent

well they die standing

passive aggressive 
with
an 
embarrassing multitude 
of 
essential uses

from cutthewheat.com

GOOD KIP AT THE END OF THE WORLD

so all the cows
eat all the corn
that we could eat
so we can eat them

( prob served up on a toilet lid these days
  or on a fucking roofing tile )

and all the cars
roll our carbon frames
15 feet to the cornershops
for canned carbs
and chemical clumps
in happy plastic coats

( we go thru sweet treats
  like a worm thru soil )

and all this time
the
old
nukes
pile
up
uncounted and loose
their software 100 years old

shall we even pull children anymore
from the dread of our balls ?

and if our world ended
well it would be out of the way then
and
unveiled we could cry ourselves dry
and loot in peace and nostalgia
and
sleep
some
deep animal sleep 
at 
long
last

( our priorities
  harshly realigned )

from egumeny.com

GIVE IT A NAME

give your dread a name
tame
it
make it a pet
when it next rises out the floorboards
of
any
normal
day
clutching your weakness in its animal fists

give 
it 
a 
name
like the people do with posh perfumes and aftershaves
midnight plum
or
boris and natasha

get to know its breath 
observe its habits
its evil play

and
then
watch
it
leave