BREAKFAST BUFFET VOL2

 

i am lead

like plumbing

like paint

water runs coffee brown out the sad taps

poison(corn)flakes off the dry dry wall

& the snow tries - it tries

but i am tired - tired

a reformed monster / a reformed ham 

no eyes for nature 

no belly for bagels

~

theres songs waiting

for my waking instant

they autoplay

dylan today

... & gallantly handed her

my very last piece of gum ...

~

the union cables

filter in alone

in this disaster headlock

capitalism breeds fatalism

in

its

art free

dry tundra well

dont stop 

be bolder

just holler

from the moses mountain

you call your nested bed

photograph - Slot Machine courtesy of the Dagenham Archives

LITTLE CONTINUITY IN THE BAG OF ME

i
am
a
soft worn crinkled
leather duffle

underexposed polaroids inside

with
gum
gone
hard

~

we can build 
a patchwork movie
for laughs
if you like

of an xmas gone
of school day ghost haunts 
of bottle shops & off-peak bars

of dawn streets 
with the sweepers out
&
ignored knock knocks galore

if kosher continuity
dont bother 
your bated breath

&
your
4g
is wobbly
or 
down

from elizabethito.com

PRINGLES AND NOTHING REALLY

from creatorsjoy.blogspot.com

still in bed at noon

cat
curled
in a circle
next
to
me

his tail covers his back legs
his front paws folded
his head almost upside down
hes snoring

gone for a while
to a simpler world

i got 
coffee 
gum 
comics 
sunlight

on and off
theres a neighbour
to watch 
hes
retired 
bored 
scraping moss out of cement cracks
where ever he can find it

well if it makes him feel better
let him do it

and anyway
my mind is boiled down 
into a toy marble far away
with
plastic
waves
inside
that have no shore
to
aim for ( and look like new wave lips )

oh yeah
i forgot - theres
           pringles
           on
           the
           night stand 
           too

from pringles.com

THE COLD BITCH OF BETWEEN TIMES

  park -
the inbetween time of late PM
  i
see
its tall grass
and
torn cricket crease
have
forgotten me / forgotten my memories

  park 
  is
indifferent in winter dusk
empty / insolent with space

  i
was
always
a
friend 
in the dog-walking kite-flying days
and
in the beer-popping ludicrous midnights

and
the
port 
lights the river mist
into
a future glow
like
a
sci-fi disaster
low
over
the
the broken fingers of trees

  i
stick
my
gum
on
a
traffic
post
to prove that i am here

from phys.org

HOSPITAL MORNING

the cleaner bitches loudly 
says her team cant start 
someone is in a load of trouble tomorrow 
just wait till i get my hands on him 
where are the hell did he put those keys 
ignoring her phone ringing 
barges out for a fag 
saying can't be doing with this

men in green from the council 
cut the tree up 
fell on the emergency generator five days ago 
got the other willow to deal with 
leaning at a dangerous angle over the gas store

by the mental health block 
decontamination trailer rumbles 
men in all in one white suits 
mill about with fire crews 
while blue lights flash

ambulance driver gets red faced 
tells a lorry driver not to park here 
its a blue light entrance only 
lorry driver mumbles 
ignores him 
kicking parcels round his van swearing

surgeon roars rath 
cos the stylets are too short 
why aren't there any of the longer stylets 
he cant work like this 
the woman at fault is now flying to majorca 
everyone is walking on egg shells

tv news crew quizzes chief exec 
failing trust and preventable deaths 
shes saying she cant speak for before her time 
lots of changes have been made 
shes proud of how everyone has all pulled together

the hub declares we are on red alert

i
put
the kettle on
and
browse ebay 
chewing gum