THREE HAIKU & A BIRD 4

VICARIOUS
UNRINATIONS


attentions like a piss

when my bladders 

                been crying out loud

   cemetery limo






PIXELS ARE NO

TYPER IRON

when i wrote its roots

i had to delete its soil

     wildflower 

     meadow 





ECOLOGICAL
FARTINGS


laminated earth . . .

dont you know thats where pizza is 

love

lego

& chips ?

photo Tree Puffin from the Dagenham Archive

DREAM FUDGE POP LONDON

i dream strange dreams
of strange places

wharves i climb there

a london that fits in my palm

lego in my pocket

cheese for sale

short cut bare foot

down the electric rail

consciousness gone
in the
alprazolam chloroform rag

photo All Rise from the Dagenham Archive

A DIAGRAM OF NEW HISTORY & OLD TOYS

we

are

a
backed-up
stack-up
of
sudden & creeping

butterflown events
in
the
fading meat world 
& 
the growing glass other

coincidental
or god blamed

drawn unrecognisable

in
times 

tumble weed

memory 
pans

&
google flattened
in the 
electric cumulus

~


the toys that i clutched

down there 
on the

hallway carpet hinterland

their
plastic detail
&

the 
skirting board

still now are 
lurid & lunging 
mescal real

simple details / simple time

face-close
eye-burn

for 
forever
ever

from ebay.co.uk

HEAVEN WONDERING REDUX

its not like i

give it much thought

but

i

cant

picture

heaven

as

anything

other

than

a

private hospital dayroom

62 degrees

but warm like valium

kettle always on

&

lego to share

& everybody is there

smiling & calm

no matter mafioso or nurse

from paddy bricksplitter on flickr

HEAVEN WONDERING

its not like i 
give it much thought
but

i
cant
picture
heaven
as
anything
other
than
a
private hospital dayroom

62 degrees
but warm like valium

kettle always on
&
plenty enough lego
to
share
round

& everybody is there
smiling & calm
no matter what they did

from toarumajatsunoindex.wikia.org

OILLESS - TUESDAY POPS

1.

i woke up

& most of it all
was a dream

&
i
cancelled
all
my
plans

that werent bars

deep in 
dusks hug



2. 


like
an
unbaked
potato

sitting on a chair

one lego
two lego

got no hair



3. 


thru
the
keyholes

theres sparse
electric sparks

keyhole glimpses
all
i
got  

big picture
too vast

survival puts blinkers on
&
pulls shut the shutters




4.

if
only
we
were
only monkeys

with our genius grip
ethically tempered

oilless
with eyes that see

we
would
know
the dolphins by now

& 
all
the 
whale kings

from wwf.panda.org

CAFE COFFEE POPS

CAFE SONG

chefs call & response

  organic
  wall of
  mono

  yello lego memory



DR DOLITTLES ABATTOIR

strip lights 
   white stripes
   
in black mirror of coffee

      voices
      bleat



INDOOR WEATHER

cold bites outside

   on
   commute o clock street

my mind muffled 
like in snow



WALLS LIE

walls look like
intricate brickwork

but its flat
   
  just
printed on



PROBLEM SOLVED

  steam hiss d
              e
               e
                e
                 e
                  pening

froth wont stop

wipe clean 
laminate



IMPRESSIONS

  pretending to
             be
           mineral
             or
            stone

 tea cup saucers
 ring brittle bells

SKIN DEEP

church tower gone

obvious fm
            well its hooks 

dont / cant 
reach in me

pic from localdatasearch.com

A KIND OF PRAYER

again 
i count my blessings

again
they number well enough

and
i
fear
and
loathe
the day again
when
they
may
come
up
short

but that wont happen
that wont happen

that wont happen 
cos im different now

and anyway what saved me before
can save me again

music
confession

the healthy opiate
of the dream machine

a short haired hippy openness

my cynicism labelled and filed
in
the
stardust laterbase

and
my
own
fm radio plastic zen

from ideas.lego.com

BLUEPRINT FOR ANOTHER POEM

i could start with
maybe that i dreamt
my neighbours
were
all
lego

that maybe they 
piled blue mattresses
up on my drive

and maybe i complained reasonably
and
oozed
out
underneath
the 
window sill
like an escaping octopus

and maybe next
i will muse 
that
heaven can be a place on earth

if you read milton
and
listen to only

pacific ocean blue

for
three
days
straight

and maybe i would tell you
what horrors happened bogside

explaining again 
that tired earthy ritual

and
how
i
searched there

for an enigmatic
sign off last line

as thoughtful a goodbye
as the jangle song
of the cistern waterfalls
urgent maintenance rush

and its draining mournful coda hiss

pic from superseventies.com

I MISS LEGO

but what does a vote mean these weird days ?
i vote in a school hall  
it is never busy
i feel like i been good

it does not seem connected to anything else

put a £ on it like everything else  
then we might know  might we ?

i miss legos clear and clean lines
theyre blocks of colour and order

yes what does a vote mean these weird days ?
a paper formality for the next boss

i jump thru this hoop  i tick uselessly now  hopelessly now  
before i would always draw a boat on the ballot

dont ask me why
maybe i will go back to drawing a boat
the ticks made no difference did they ?

the world is complicated and simple  like a sandwich can be
the world is big and small  like the interweb looks

i miss legos clear and clean lines
all the yellow faces always smiled

yes a paperwork formality  
i have never felt anywhere near adequately represented
where are the stipends for poor artists ?
where are the street party budgets ?
when is my turn as judge ?
where are all the benches ?

yes thats the best policies i got right now
oh and lego day
yes lego day

we vote dont we ?
some dont  i dont mind that anymore

we get a gluten free boss now  
we get a paleo boss now
we get a bogof boss
we get an hd boss only on sky atlantic
we get jargon  we get slogans

we get a talentless talent show without many rules

we went and ticked  we go and get fucked
dont make jokes  or thats tomorrows facts

i miss legos clear and clean lines
the roads were clean  everyone had a home

so these bosses they always hate foxes
theyre just a jiggling meat puppet anyway
a lightening rod  reformed ham for the tv

the real power is always behind the chair
it normally looks like a big sack of shit 

i miss legos clear and clean lines
lego went where i put it  stayed there  liked it 

politicians say now 

 'that what we are doing 
  we are doing 
  because we think its the right thing to do'

is that no longer a given ?  double duh
is it counterproductive to say fuckheads and go look at a tree ? 

i miss legos clear and clean lines
the blocks fit on the blocks

papers used to be grateful if a politician talked to them
now politicians rush policy for the 6 o clock news

there was a day in the 30s when there was no news
on this day the bbc played some music

fucking wow

they were right  all those nay sayers  totally right about 247 news

no news ?  fucking wow  

just like legos clear and clean lines

from boing-boing.net

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/shared/spl/hi/newswatch/history/noflash/html/1930s.stm

JAZZ STATION 2

CHILD MIND

1.

laying on the carpet in night quiet
i
hear the news

its a dry adult rattle 

i
find
out
about
murderers / watch bedroom window at night
in
case
one
comes
in


2.

pa told me of the boy who cried wolf

i didnt get it

i expected one to prowl in the back gate
on
an
empty anxious saturday morning 
and
i worried how best to be believed ?


3.

sparse info grew large
over
my
carpet world of trouser cuffs / sandal buckles / skirting boards
and
the underside of things

a 
world 
of 
eternal yellow Lego smiles 
without 
fear

 

 from ruminatingmommy.ca

XMAS REHAB 3

the advent calendar 
is full of doors 

theres 
small plastic bricks
behind
them

you can build guns 
or spaceships
or 
whatever 
you 
like

only 
one
of
them
has
been
xmassy so far

good

from toysnbricks.com