I BLEED THEREFORE I AM TAKE 2

injuries tell a story
scars are coded braille

leap from the milk train
jump off the dormer roof

fall -

       off the hill fence 

        off the weekend goalpost

         out the stormy tree

& carry the proof
into the next working day

i bleed therefore i am


~

& head down 

& drunk
& eyes shut
& running running running
into 

the midnight roads 

mystery traffic

is

just

another

gung-ho anecdote harvest

from the mad blessed days

of 

undeveloped risk aversion

photo Kill Your Speed from the Dagenham Archive

LAST SUMMER TRIO

1.

birds bleep 
update alerts

sounds like that anyway
to
my
zoned-off
half-mind
on-the-nod
stretched 
out
on
the
patio
recliner
eyes shut and everything is blue


2.

uncooked oven fry

a single yellow chip
who tumbled
into accidental segregation

speaks
more
than
words
from the 
dusk light 
kitchen floor


3.

grateful for the garden

tucked pocket of english green

mad sprouts
and
knowing bark
is
fairy-tale impossible and mountain dignified
under
wi-fi 
skies

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