AUTUMN BOOTS

curled gold and copper
lies
under
trees new bones

autumn is a happy death
  when 
  the 
  sun 
  shines

  i walk my boots 
thru its orange clots
past
the
  graveyard stones
  allotments wild squares
  fire station
  school yard
and
  the secrets of silent daytime houses

  under
  a
  sky
of huge boat cranes 

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CHELSEA MORNING 1

fatima says sorry a lot
tugging tape off the gold electrodes
and
cutting the wires from my head
with
blunt
yellow
scissors

she says

can i ask a stupid question ? why are you voluntarily bald ?

its low maintenance - i answer - and it helps me to think

i like that answer - youre free to go

and 
i 
walk
out
the old fire station
into
a sunny chelsea morning
looking 
for 
a
real breakfast
and
proper coffee

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