GRAFFITI IN MY UNDERPASS, MEMORIES REVENGE

friend fucker phantom foe

boasting snarking larking

in encouraging rage

i miss you all
&

still hear you all

you graffiti'd my underpass a rainbow

~

  you

itch my bantam elbow

in the cough syrup night

  

  you

tickle my sick moonscape

all the brick wall day

~

  well-

its memories talking

taking cold revenge

 

old neurons dancing again

in the activity gulf 

tired boundaries gone to mist

in the function creep

of a locked groove 

hypnagogic blur 

he said-

things are getting formless

& they are

from huffingtonpost.co.uk 
a dali-style dreamscape of tired, rundown bodies 

created by the st. louis post-dispatch's tom borgman in 2004

ROSE TINT PANOPTICON

a disembodied tv show
dances in my night time head

& i miss everyone  

everyone i ever met or mailed

everyone i stalked or failed

sat rose tinted now

in
my
sepia memory panopticon

from theguardian.com/technology

FIVE YEARS DRY, A QUINTOPOP

1. MISS IT

five 
years 
dry

and i miss it
    i miss it
    i miss it

and
i'm 
dream drinking 
all 
the 
night dream time


2. FEAR OF UNDRAMA

i tried never to run out

thought if i did

i'd
die
in
the
flatness of the world

seize up into nothing

and
never
write
again


3. GIN

no
more

  gin 
    gin 
      gin 
        gin
    
        gin 
           cold as a pole
        gin 
           nowhere else to go

oh gin


4. SCOTCH

  no
Scotch

good fucking heavens  

that 
was 

  The King Of Them All

the 
  
  Mixed Grill

to
the
fancy
  absinthe 
    vegetable 
      pate


5. FAST BLACK MACHINE

they
made
me
wear
blackout blinkers - i 
                    was 
                    a 
                    shire horse 
                    of 
                    the 
                    apocalypse

    unbreakable
    dangerous 

    and

working
working
working

as
a 
high and hurtling
scotch
machine

Whisky Galore from river tamar project

OUT OF TUNE

i 
wanted 
to 
say
its so strange what you miss 
when its taken away
and
i wanted to make jokes
about 
Everything 
all 
day

but
Everything is strange today 
too noon-lit 2D for play
and
my
jokes
flat
and in the way
of
honest troubled family folks 
just
working
for
pay 

 

 from www.dreamstime.com