Showing posts with label names. Show all posts
Showing posts with label names. Show all posts

Thursday, 27 August 2026

& JUST BREATHE

 



what strained-ego vanity

are these coded expositions ?


& writing that
is kinda like
thinking about thinking


gin & sawdust 
the jukebox rats 
whats their names ?
& milk trains 
& spur lines
& wild roses 
browned edges crumbling 
the trees 
all the trees 
just breathe






Monday, 17 August 2026

FOR MY PEOPLE




read an article in a broadsheet
about the increase of poetry sales
off the back of the odyssey

& the rise of . . . instapoets !?
& briefly piqued i read on 
but i recognised no names there
from right here

& on behalf of my people
i got in a right mood
& i stopped 
flushing the toilet
until medical intervention
& semantic investigation
arrived me home







Wednesday, 4 May 2022

LIKE ONLY ONCE




dont
ever think you have been forgotten
in
the grey exchange of memory trade
because
theres people out there
who
wake up remembering the faces
&
the times & the names
&
the places & the games
they
only maybe met or saw or heard

like only once before







Thursday, 15 March 2018

MARGARINE SMEAR



    sun hidden 
    behind
  pollution smog
     isnt 
     the 
wholesome butter yellow
  of
  the
  story book drawings 
remembered from way back when

    its
     a
margarine smear now

  god eye
  cataracts

closing closing in




Image result for krona margarine

pic from recipereminscing.wordpress.com

Friday, 9 March 2018

JUST LIKE THE REST OF US



   and god 
   
   he 
   thinks 
   hes 

piecing together 
another premadonna
in his giant playground game

    when
    hes
    just 
  lost his car

    just
  like the rest of us

somewhere in the night time 
     shopping mall 
     carpark city

and 
forgotten all our names





Image result for forgetful god

pic from happyhiatt.com

Sunday, 20 July 2014

GLOSSY PUPPIES



years slide by / sneak by / come and go
they whisper hello and goodbye 
they mumble half words 
like 
ghosts and phantoms 

its about numbers / always numbers / important amounts 
but
the meanings are mashed up
like
plasticine balls
till
all
the
vivid colours
become 
one dirty beige shade
and
veined
with carpet fluff

the months / the days / the diminishing cycle
is
just puppies on a spiral calendar
glossy / happy / dull distractions
hanging
by 
the 
fridge and scribbled on - attempts to decode 
the 
moments
and
important amounts




from funnycutestuff.com

Tuesday, 17 September 2013

KNACKERED CUTLERY MONKEY



buddy
bruv
boss
mr

friend lover
son brother

rock
flake
fake
and wonder

child or moody oldster

i been all these
and more

like

boozehound
shithawk 
scruffy fuck

no surprise i'm tired
and thinking death BETTER 
be
an
a nice
old
folks home
with good chairs
and
one
name