ENTROPY BEIGE

the
urge
itch

& need
to make something be here

that wasnt here before

is unexplainable

to anyone

who never looks at the sky

~

i makes a mess on another canvas
in the morning breeze & sun
scraping the thick colours around

& covering up again
the layers of form

& the layers of chaos

into a thick 

smear & pebbling
of summer bugs & entropy beige

TIME HAS A GUN

time barrels in the door

shouldering it open

38 special out

owning the space

naked & huge & steaming

~

& 

memory lane

holds onto you 

like it needs you

but you know 

it has a steak knife

up its elasticated cuff

 

THE CREATIVE PUSH & PULL

you got to push it out
like birth
from need
from heart
forced by guts
out the valve you tore

& you must pull too
with exposure
laying bait
& fishing & trawling & mining

& if all that is
is a weak fart
on low hanging fruit

well i still did it

IN ITS BUDDHIST GAZE

& this little house
sat on its estuary clay

it almost has a face
if i would turn
swift enough to see

see its calm look

of time & bricks

see the stoicism

in its buddhist gaze

see all its needs

that can wait

its says

dont worry 

ALIVE LIKE A GUN IS ALIVE

to be
an electric guitar
raw
from the last show
keen

for the next

alive like a gun is alive

wating

backstage
in the calm

before the rock

almost not even needing any hands

BIRDS CHIRP, UP THERE

its like when you need a piss
that hot ball

that space & need when you wake

its like that

but without any linked-in soft portal

its your barroom song

to dig in & catheter out

to chirp like a bird

at dawn & 4pm

they know the moon in the gutter
is the closest one 

photo Fuzztown Avions courtesy of the Dagenham Archive

I SHUT MY EYES

1. HAIKU

i shut my eyes closed

everythings there
and
i

become unbroken



2. TITLE

and i write

generation plastic and the touchscreen gene

and
leave it there
leave it for later
leave it for

someone else to finish
another day away

leave it for 
when the ending
is
made
clear
with the forced order of hindsight
we
ground-bound cutlery monkeys
cant
help
but
impose



3. QUESTIONS ABOUT THE TREE OF LIFE

i shut my eyes
and
before coma happens
theres a flash -

sheet lightning outlining a tree

now is that
my eye veins
lit
by
explosions mindside ?

or a glimpse
of
the tree of life ?

is that where it is ?

inside ?

in the between place
where
waking is not yet sleep ?

rooted
into
a
netherworlds
hinterland ?

and as i drift deeper

i sadly remember

i
saw
no
fruit

from istockphoto.comI SHUT MY EYES