THERES ALWAYS A PIANO OUTSIDE IN WAR MOVIES

they build ruins on purpose

& rub in all the dirt

& place a dusty chair

in a corner just so

they make a child cry

in a confused soldiers arms

& he pretends to die

on a piano they wheeled outside

theres always a piano 

they wheeled outside

its bullet pinged

discordant keys

emoting too heavy

in the rain machine pour

TEA STEAM TOUCHING

i wish
miles davis
was here
to approve
of my
untutored
three finger
piano dirges

i can picture him
sat with biscuits

in my parents living room

tea steam touching

his smoked blue wraparounds

nodding sagely 

at my light touch

on the pedals

&

all the mistakes i play

between the notes i dont

TOM WAITS FRAG 1

she told him
when he had
egg on his face

&

his piano

is made of

cigarettes

she let him
take his
shoes off

&

gods away he said 

on business

business !

COMPACT POPLINGS

A1

i would gibber moonward

mind hormone-fooled
to its most free flow

those midnight meadow laughter days

young & under stars



B3

the day has a mood on
clouds cross the sun

we do too it seems

collision nerves in the basted belly
unhorse me metaphorically

drama is a black black buzz



C1

i hold the past
like a dreamer

im not the only one

no white piano
just home vids to never watch

i hold the past
like a dreamer

& our hands touch anxious there

photo Dream Station No 4 from the Dagenham Archive

MUSIC IN MY HEART

when music is in my heart 

  my head 

  can throw 

  itself away

premature percussion 

popping in the pipes

experimental riffs 

epileptic in the clay

~

give me a new york mirage
before i go

& a casket of bar-room wood
when i do

want whisky flames you see

& a basement dust piano

to play lazy boogaloo

piano in the prometheus theatre from reddit.com

SOME MORE MONDAY POPS

your
anecdotal
duff hand grenade
scrape

does not match

my 
napalm
nerve scorch


~


bars
are wooden

creak like boats
at sea

adventure
in both

rum in hand


~


i am adult

if the child 
who survives
pilot lights & afterburn

is adult


~


theres
an
out of tune piano
on dolphin avenue

binmen play it

one day
its gone


~


in 
a
supermarket tshirt
&
a primark hat

i present myself

to
bureaucracys
willful
blindspot


~


with 
age
comes
a
wisdom & maturity

a VIEW

that doesnt 
help anything


~


all roads
lead to
the stage

& then the loading zone

all the
world
is an 
island

in the sea

from elitereaders.com

EDIT FOR A FILM

DRY MACHINE

its dry
inside
the
machine

chipping at the sentences
that chip at me

outside
outside
outside
is a hacked dreamscape

of
sanctioned
fantasy
franchise



THUNDERDOME

a thunderdome
of
meat puppets

wave
product 
placement

edited for a film

anyone
have
a
golden gun these days ?

or a starburst guitar ?



DESERT STRINGS

i
find
a
white piano

in a desert
hotel bar

stretch out
in a 
corner seat

almost 8 years
i think
8 years

replaying 
the 
strange days & strange ways

waiting on the emotive drama
of
a string arrangement at dawn

from twininfinite.net