ITS METAL SCREAMS

the dust trucks
orange lights blink 
across the books in here

its a pale light

with nothing to say

not charged with anything

perfect for me / for monday morning

divine breath today

is somewhere elses wind

~

its a tired beast 
&

its metal screams

for rest / for lube

& for our shiny discharge

BECAUSE OF SCHOOL

monday morning
is
ALWAYS
monday morning 

always 
holding
the same worries
function creep of defeat
and
splintered yoke of slog

and
friday afternoon
has
its
scheduled bubble of childish comfort
its cheeky joy 
like 
fruity 
perfume
that
disguises
the 
scent of manipulated tease

please
notice
the
hot spur of determination 
the
stiletto stab of discipline 
digging 
deep
in your soft weekend flank

waking
your sleepwalk

to
more . . .

from lovethispic.com

SEVEN DAY TEASE

monday mornings blue fug
  seeps out
the disappointment box 
  like
  horror 
  film 
  mist


and


friday pms 
slow warm buzz
  is
  a sedative reward
  for
lessons
learned
so well and tamely 
    from 
    school days
    commandment
    cement

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