EASY AS EASY PIE

late night wisdom
flings sundown ideas

underarm & gentle & legion 

& my poems spiral there

on the night air

into clever & relevant collections

organised by weather & emotion

& their estimated proximity 

to moving bodies of water

& the novels there 

feel only

bare finger taps away

all seemingly 

so simple 

as the easiest easy pie

xanax does that

its a cosy place to dream

holding hands

the night sounds coming in

easy 

as easy pie

FLYING LOW

satellite skies
&
tv eyes

over us -

mortal meat-motor pies

bound up in 
bogus satin 
& 
sweaty highs

&

one
   collective
             drunk 
                  undone 
                        fly

PROOF OF LIFE, A QUINTOPOP

tv
is
a murmur in the background

a wallpaper whitenoise 

ratsnot dribble

and these dumb days
its
proof of Life

~

i am not tuned into the right frequencies

  ( dials jammed on 1979 )

for its hamfist subliminal shopping prompts

and
i
dont
need
a new sofa or copycat hatchback
every
weekend

anyway

do i ?

~

anyway

as long as i can just lay here

just lay

stretched and still

floating
in
my
own
still water

for an indefinite while

its all pretty much ok with me

~

proof of World / Life
is
a muffintop of information

corporate drool
in
a
coffee bucket

wait -
information ?  more like
               windows left open
               on a 21stC
               bedlam

or a future museum exhibit
demonstrating and lamenting
our
moneymind
whitegood
techturd
gurning
faux-need

~

so 
i
lay

i stretch out

tv on -
just a shitty kind of weather

stretched out
listening to the water pipes cough
and the hooves
of tiny horses
running in there

stretched out
listening to her in the kitchen
making a pie
singing a song
swearing at bugs

stretched out
in
a
freezeframe pm picture
of
sofa bliss with a knee rug
and 
my
sicknote peace