RICH TEA & LUCOZADE

the rain is abrupt
here then over - a splashdown

maybe the gods
are testing their plumbing

they might have
a hard water problem too

~

& the traffic
going by on the wet top
sounds warm

like rich tea biscuits
taste warm
when youre belly sick

& self medicating
with original
red gold lucozade

& thorazine

AUDIO POPS FILE 2

 

STUFF I HEAR NO 8

gardener chips chopped deadfall
into the strimmed grass piles

down there up the road

& 

the fridge plays
call & response 

talking-blues style

with the plumbings
slo-mo hesitant hums

NO SUCH THING AS A BROKEN TAP

 

never list the faulty devices

do not name the broken things

because

there is no such thing

as a broken tap

they only are

as they will be

& maybe were

in a plastic zen sort of way

~

plumbing is mad jazz

because 

theres no such thing 

as a broken tap

when 

the 

oak is acorn & stump

is tinder & coal & home

so never list the faulty devices

& do not name the broken things

photo Garden Peeping No 1 from the Dagenham Archive

MANMAN - COMMENT ON THE GLUT

from denofgeek.com

what if
&
what good

are -

a spiderman
on the sandy sahara 

a batman 
in icelands eternal noon 

iron man
without attention

a hulk gone zen
stretchy purple strides
up on ebay

captain america
out-of-time ptsd
separation anxieties
& suicidal urges

~

the invisible man 
would have an
invisible optic nerve

hed be blind -

hed get lost & die
we would never know

~

cia vivisection

would
be
their
reality

queue here for tickets kids

~

i got night hearing

i can leap the cat
with a single bound

look upon me amoeba
in awe

i am a manman
glass magic in my hand hands

lazy lazy 
destroyers of the world 

from listal.com

ACCIDENTAL RADIO

i hear voices murmur
ten counts of guilty
in
the
mute tv suggestion

tvs square hips jutt
in indignation

~

i hear string quartets
high tea hum
in
the
sub-wall plumbing

hotel foyer tour
in hot water pipes
comes
across
lo fi quadraphonic

~

i hear techno 
sound distant
known criminal assembly
in
the
bathroom cistern refills
hasty invisible agenda

cash for aspirin
strongarm job
weep out by the guy ropes

~

i hear a velvet underground
empty ballroom 
quine tapes jam
inside
heat pipes 
first autumn 
tremble flush

lous unholstered lament 
buried in bleed slush mix

~

i hear neil youngs
cut bruise grunge
in the
fuse boxes
brass knuckle
breaker iron click

slow motion sugar mountain
on rug soaked black

~

i 
savour
this 
everyday 
accidental 
radio

soft spotify in my brainpan
subscription is water rates
need anyway

memory a dummy partner
mostly ad free

from philharmoiedeparis.fr

AFTER READING 1 - FOUR POPS ( WHILE ENGLANDS DREAMING )

( after reading poetry bogside i wrote - )


1. DUH

in the fear 
of a down and out doormouse
charity sponsored
by an alley cat

there is poetry

in the fog horn pink dawn
in your winter glove

there is poetry


2. LOVEMEAT

a kind of music gets in the words
its like light thru cracks
dawn thru a bullethole

and i can see beyond 
the rope and the gallows
and i can see outside 
the hammer and the anvil

a kind of foodchain gets in the words
poems are like animals
hot mammals at rest or rage

they can turn a man to stone
lovemeat in their teeth



3. PLUMBING SINGS

i read the rooming house madrigals
in the 6 am bathroom

the cat eats his treats
in the hallway

he lays his lazy arse down

the plumbing sings a song
and while englands dreaming
the plumbing will sing tomorrow
its truer song
just the same


4. CORTISOL AND CREAM

i read hitler painted roses
in my grandmothers old chair
the one dorothy used to perch on
like a tiny bird

and out there
there is lightning 
over the river
beyond the bungalow horizon

and out there
there is a storm horizon
like smudged mascara 
a stripe in the jammed tv sky

and the sails of my drydock argo
are wild with typos and cortisol 
whipped up with wind and cream