REMEMBERING BUDAPEST

frisson from the headphones
i am in the lazy chair

rain missives tumbling

hello from the sky

lensflare over the lakes
contemplative steaming

tv pistols emptied
into the budapest hill

SOULS ON WAX

recordings & headphones
take the afternoon away

gone musicians knew this

it why they put

their souls on wax

to ground me 

to lift me

with this the common miracle

with this the peoples magic

DANCING DAYS

plinkers & plonkers
& tub thumpers

blowers & shakers
pluckers & strummers

oscillating experimenters
& motherboard masters

from
the siberian warblers
to
bullhorn gravel discourses

from
one chord retarders
knuckle dragging
in the denim ballrooms
to
missing note jazzers
skipping skipping
to almost resolution 
out the
segregation cotton

    you 
    paint time

    you 
    Make time

    you are 
    OF time

i m m a c u l a t e

big 
respect

coming 
out my
stereo headphones

every
dancing
day

from dariusdavis.com

PICASA MADRIGALS, GARDEN POPS

BACK THEN

at

3
4
5
AM

i walk home

headphones in 
something psychedelic 
on
a
magnetic reel

sailing above time

and
i
ask
the
night
cats
impossible questions

under the moons
stained hole

and
aid
stuck hedgehogs
up
the
fortress
wall
of
curbstones

away from dawn traffics
killing
wheels

from adamiphoto.com

STRANGE DUCKLINGS

look at them strange ducklings !

he says
on the pm bus
our shift over early

look at them out there !
where do you even
buy an anorak like that ?

he
laughs out loud
with
genuine glee

i love finishing this early !

he says
nose to the window

you never see them strange ducklings 
out and about
when
us
normals
are
do you ?

and his laugh
changes into
a
kind
of
whoooop of triumph
as
he
spots a man on a street corner
buttoned up all wrong
in an 80s ski jacket
fiddling
with
two pairs of headphones
and 
a 
brown vinyl shopping trolley
like
an
old
woman
might
have
used
twenty years ago

from ebay.co.uk