FOLLOWING THE RULES

weekday kitchen kettle whistle  

&

comedy show canned laughter

bubble thru the walls

following the rules

all saying its all ok

~

& i hear them

& i hold them

for the heavy tomorrow 

when 

we

i

you 

cant

LIKE A PHOTO NEGATIVE

the sunlight 

is invasive

is heavy 

as chefs knives

cutting thru
lime neon leaves

it makes me feel 

like a photo negative

like a hiroshima shadow

i hate how 

it gets inside 

of me

&

how sad it is

to be irritated

by a star

GARDEN POP (FT AN ORPHANED PARAPHRASED SOUNDBITE)

the weather
hits the dirt
in
a
stupid & heavy beauty

it makes the trees busy
in
the
dumb & idiot glamour
of another gloaming

SNOT FREE & SINGULAR

 

hollywood tears
are heavier than ours

snot free
&
singular

seemingly felled by gravity

instead of human grief

photo - TV Forest #1 from the Dagenham Archive

HE WROTE IN HIS JOURNAL

 

heavy air

smells of years

'a gleam on a grave'

he wrote in his journal

red lining flashed

in the sepia wind

dinted

metal

dulled

hes dead now

& yes / why not ?

maybe his headstone does shine

photo by NeONBRAND on Unsplash

A GIL SCOTT HERON MONDAY

its
noon
one
two two two o clock

time to rest heavy

shift / run stop

gil scott heron

did not become

anyone

he did not mean to be

beer & unlined paper

~

monday
is 

all

carefully

counted

territorial pissings

& i lose myself
& i hide myself  

  

in fantasy
in horror

thru mind-eye & ear resonation

gil scott heron

is the closest 

voice of reason 

he has

& always feels like running

photo by micha richter from the vinylfactory

MORNING FLASH POPS

teeth coated thick
head stutter buffering

one hundred ideas fight for form
in the overlapped unachievable venn

i been awake 4 minutes-

existential crisis on the downlow 
is heavy breakfast

the day is right there
obvious but unknowable

resigned & sighing & demanding


~


moon surface heat rash
dirty white cats grey feet

i water the clay at 6 AM

hazmat in a shopping bag
for back step photoshoot

i am so full of memories
i am like a bursting child


~


at school

well i was shocked
at how keen the kids were

teacher asks a question
& these short arms shoot up
with a loud gulp of sucked air
& these arms are supported by the other arm
wrapped past the armpit to the back shoulder

they were DESPERATE 
in one hundred ways
waving those meat flags

well i knew then
i was outside 

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TURD

the turd is bent

folded like a half-inflated inner tube 
waiting
to
be
inched over the wheel rim

it is thick
complete
quietly and heavily in place

today i made something good

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