WAIT, YOU GET A MANUAL ?

earth

where nothing is sacred
& 

every perversion is justified

if you got 

the cheese & the noise 

or an army & a name 

tho they dont put that

in the manual do they ?

~

but just look 
at the ragtag cornucopia 

of the night city scenery 

& hilltop views

& the small people there

hearts mountain big

praying in the dirt for a dream

UNFILED 2022 FIELD REPORTAGE 1

dawn is a pensive onion

keening

its

yellow voodoo
around

my
sick horses

no-go stable hay

& today

is like homework 

on the morning bus

wet drawings

of

balls & dicks

&

arrows & hearts

finger smeared

on steamed-up window glass

BIG HEARTS YIELD ONCE

HEARTPUMPS

are
you

dragging it out 
in a botox blank
of long lunches
&
lively lies

or hanging on 
for weds rollover lottery draw

pushing & pushing 
the wall away

~

are you

in
a
weird rush
to
bury your heartpumps 
  under
  that
  new
  laid
  plastic turf

your head down 
get it done & dusted

live - check
 die - check

get it done & dusted

eulogise me already
& scatter me
where i said

~

even polyester flowers fade 
on the whiteline laminate graves

&
our aftermath 
is personal kipple
suddenly anonymous

&
sluggishly dispersed
in
a
strange upbeat cleansing 
emotional
social 
chore

pic from ebay.co.uk

SOME HEARTS

UNICORNS IN THE SLAUGHTER HOUSE

so
self absorbed
are
the
unicorns in the slaughter house

appearing like a vision
six
feet
above
the killing floor 

that it doesnt break their hearts

to see the city

~

and that they dont know
means i dont know
if they should know

in
case

ignorant unicorns

dream floating
on rainbow gas

is
as
close
to
free
as
we
can
get 

~

and i am medicated and filed
and my file is tagged

- generic western
- a privileged kind of poor
- artistically marginal
- class z economic unit
- possible self help fodder
- possible drug seeking behaviour

when everyone 
going to the drs
is guilty of
drug seeking behaviour

its the western way
if
the mind is a busted tool box
filled
with
busted tools

so its scrips or the street
whatever it takes
to be a unicorn 

with a golden mane
and a tail of stars
preening
above 
the
abattoir
souls

from ebaumsworld.com