BAD NEWS ANTIDOTE, SMALL TOWN FLUFF #2

written as antidote 

to the doom faff & paff

coming up the tv pipes 

i present bland events
i call Small Town Fluff

~

the new speed bumps

have a 20 mph speed limit now

its painted in white 

on the road in front of them

it seems maybe they could have used 

the same amount of asphalt 

to plug up the craters there

so its not like driving on the moon

a new hair stylists up the road

has six months in my book

& everyone is sure its another front

run by a gangsters duck lipped wife

the postman is due today

with my 'essential medicine'

i always get a kick out of that

if only he knew !

next doors car been gone a few days

but the window is open

which always indicates he is in

& we lost interest when the car returns

& thump thump thump thump

goes the pile driver at the port

for another berth & more containers

thump thump thump thump 

also i wonder

how the hedgehogs are doing

note to self

must put out the trail cam 

BEDROOM LANDS 5

back
then

we said Boat Drinks
like in that film
like we had control

unthinking 
on dry drained 
hill marsh land

but our plans had their own plans-

shot up the arse
left in a dumpster

like in
that film

~

back
then
the  

s e p a r a t i n g  

moves of universal turns
sat messed up and howling 
in homebrew sediment

and who were we
to do anything
but
wait and roll ?

~

moves
bit
unstoppable
in
unrememberable
goodbye slices

alone but for horses
i saw a bird
fly backward
in high wind

on the allotment path
one dishcloth day

~

bedroom lands become
unhome rental holes

damage deposits

711 stolen bread

weird vibes
in
the
broken lift stairwell

new pub desperation
sang lionel richie
down
the
landline

~

and the hedgehogs
that patrolled
parent-tended
moon-silver lawns

where we barked our drum beats
till the grey paste dawn

are
gone
too

brian may
tv speaks
his
springwatch concern

from express.co.uk