PUNCTUAL SUMMER

summer is on time

& unusual because of it

& 

in the heat 

is a hiatus of things
& 

all the muggers 

lie down with the lambs
& 

crane flies come inside

tired of the wild grasses

& 

we have ice cream

& 

nothing is urgent

& 

everything 

is 

simple & still & poised & placed

as a sofa facing

a quiet tv thats on

 

MEAT IMMOBILITY & MOBILE FUCKERY

from
fly-by-wire
iron eyed
rocket man
misreading 
imagined 
streetside 
flatmaps
to
wired & tired
c
 o
  ll
    a
     p
      s
       e
       &
       c r a S H[
      i
    n
  t
o
ree-booourne
brief new boots
&  
i
stand my gristle abacus
upright & soft again

~

&
i
am
condescended
with
mobile fuckery

&
i
am hijacked 
by 
manufactured
medical
consensus

&
i
am
hot blown & cold wafted
in
the 
drying downdrafts
of
the 
taxable steelest breeze

~

a   r   f 
  d   i   t

&
i  suppose  maybe 

mostly linear

in
these
understood
dimensions

their
exits 
options
so
very  
poor

~

&
i play to
patience & patience & patience
&
hope
&
believe

the Reveal will Deliver

or Not

not - probably not

~

& Meat thats Immobile
we must all learn

is
fodder
for
the
titanium greenback
household
hallway
flies

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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

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