Showing posts with label friends. Show all posts
Showing posts with label friends. Show all posts

Wednesday, 7 May 2025

NEVER HAVE GONE





theres a tape in me
that plays back 
old friends voices

with such timing 

that its like
they never
have gone 

~

this conjured backing
is flowers that bloom
out the stomped dust 








Tuesday, 17 September 2024

A HOLIDAY FRAG POP

 



black mountainside
tequila on the bends

picture postcard valley
portmeirion in the wind

bad b&b weirdness
escaped with friends









Thursday, 23 December 2021

BLOG POST NUMBER 3333, BE ANIMAL




this is BLOG POST NUMBER 3333

this seems like a landmark
that needs an announcement
but its only numbers

seems a good point to suspend
the blog for the holidays
normal service will continue soon

hatchbacksonfire.blogspot.com

also listen to the
Alternate Stories & Fake Realities
Midwinter Monologues podcast

i am in it, innit

https://www.buzzsprout.com/411730?s=30
https://linktree/AlternateStories?s=03


~


BE ANIMAL

animals are naked 

they own themselves

we are meat runes to them

& thats ok -
we can still be friends

tho our cups 
are busted 
into logo dust

~

i fiddle with minutiae
in the mornings feint 
rome burning 
the best violins









Wednesday, 14 April 2021

DREAM FUDGE POP CRIMINAL DUO

 


she & he should be only friends
she said
to properly contain their criminal intent

&
she was catalogue happy
&
he was movie sad
&
their life was a badland teardrop


~


their
epilogue texts
thumbed from
prison yard bleacher
balloon-drop cellphones

regretted nothing & saw everything

both smuggling in drugs now
for 4G data
library privileges
&
a time-out oblivion nod






photo - Freedom Glares from the Dagenham Archive




Tuesday, 6 April 2021

PERFECT RIPPLES & REAL TERROR




i make perfect ripples

never seen

in the cannonballs splash


~


real terror 
is in the 
naked sunlight

we are tricked by its gold

the shadows are old hat for horror

come on
admit it -

them old shadow horrors 

are old friends







photo - Refuel in Texture from the Dagenham Archive


Monday, 22 July 2019

BACK TO THE PLASTIC MACHINE GUN




writing
is the Hardest Easy thing
to do

see-
one profundism
&
i am stuck already . . .

back to the
plastic machine gun
&
its liquid crystal eye

& the words

my beautiful 
pain-in-the-arse 
friends

what weird route
have you booked for me today 
on 
your
little yellow 
mountain train





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Wednesday, 27 March 2019

MOVIE POPS & A BOOK POP




DEATH AND THE PENGUIN

penguin at the graveside
hired
tired
paid
to wake them
on their way

dont ask
youre working youre alive
dont ask
youre writing youll survive

penguin in the graveyard
his work is not hard
fish fed and under stars

dont ask
youre working youll thrive
if you dont know
wont have to hide

penguin plays his part
stood still in the rain
falls ill
in pain
needs a transplant
mourners acquire a childs heart

but you looked in the bottom drawer
found out
safe no more
and now must wangle
a plane
to antartica





Death and the Penguin by Andrey Kurkov

from goodreads.com




UNFORGIVEN POPS


1.

film
on
broadcast
tv

saw it 
on release 
1992

high & awed
a western

get in
i remember thinking

get in


2.

i remember
the bits we liked

& like them again

i remember
the bits we laughed at
afterwards
in a hatchback
knee deep
in fast food kipple

with friends

i dont see

anymore



3.

hes big
hes broken
hes bent over

hes sick
in the rain
in a strange town

he sees a ghost - hendershot

but he aint like that anymore


5.

he dreams -

the 
angel of death
has 
snake eyes

but
he aint like that 

anymore ?






1992, Unforgiven: Film, 1990s | The Red List

from theredlist.com

Monday, 16 April 2018

WRITING POST




relegated crowded corners
empty of troubadours and friends

suck it
use it

yellow page overspill
damp with repurposed
crooners and enforcers

a tigress
on a tv morning sofa
calls time out
on the endless night

suck it
use it

receive a writing post
in the crapshoot fallout
of academy failure

standard issue black dog
humps at your leg

suck it
fake it

coronation crown
of derelict farm mist
laid without ceremony
on your soft tissue fog bank

abandoned mental ward gloom
loams and foams
where heartwood should be

suck it
wear it

rattle your rockets
in your mfi silo
and 
launch nasa challenge 
into the giddy
mouth-breather wind

and if you find it all 
a stagnant informant pool
with nets and mops and drags 
stacked in veteran formation

suck it
use it

and pin old dirt
like beacons like badges
on
the
new sores
rich vein
within




Image result for fence post

pic from geography.org.uk

Tuesday, 26 January 2016

DRUG TALK




codeine calls temazepam a lightweight

temazepam calls codeine heavy handed

i
call
them
both
old friends i miss

and
i
wish
they
could get along


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