LUNCHEON VOUCHER SERVICE STATION BREAKFASTS

in a boxy ford
we drove thru the night

for ramsgate margate
brighton & hastings

nirvana & sabres of paradise
& marlboro & magic trees

cats eyes a metronome
in the kinetic dream sheen

motorway maintenance floodlights

rude oases of smelting black

~

the dawn was tired
driving back

a flipside to
the orange moon

souvenirs stashed
under backseat parkas

with sea salted socks

& windows wide open

our army boots tapping

to the median beat

NIRVANAS OVERFARMED INTERLAND

ME

i
am

an organic cat bed

a drenched movie sponge

a high speed carb incubator

coffee absorption unit number one

a metabolising
  space dust
  spirit
  visit



ME BE

&
if i write something
that is not awful

then 
im 

north of extinct
south of da vinci

tucked
inside 
nirvanas
overfarmed
hinterland



ME BE SEA ?

then 
the 
sea thoughts 
come

think on ME

they say

think on the unknowable
s i z e
of
ME

discombobulating
me
in
my
chair

from sciencemag.org

NO CHAIN JOINT / FRIDAYS PAST

  time
  was

mall friday / clock-out at 4 pm

hamburger in a no-chain joint
by
a
chalk-pit lake
where
swan shaped pedal-boats nod
  and
id  s m o k e  the day off me
in
the
stale
industrial
air

bus to the pub 
by the river 
  next

lose
my
mind
there

to thin lizzy / nirvana / pinball ding & rattle
in the mud stink of the estuary air