HEAVY WEATHER ETHER

 

i file & post 

         i dump & report 

 

codex expositions 

         from my furious note-jags

as half-pop bones 

         in the heavy weather ether

 

         it 

         is 

         the 

         opposite 

         of 

         school

~

i remain still 

so very glad 

my schools out forever

that i shout 

L O S E R S 

from the car 

at the backpack kids 

walking 

their 

cornershop classroom

to & fro 

WRITING POST

relegated crowded corners
empty of troubadours and friends

suck it
use it

yellow page overspill
damp with repurposed
crooners and enforcers

a tigress
on a tv morning sofa
calls time out
on the endless night

suck it
use it

receive a writing post
in the crapshoot fallout
of academy failure

standard issue black dog
humps at your leg

suck it
fake it

a coronation crown
of derelict farm mist
laid without ceremony
on your soft tissue fog bank

abandoned mental ward gloom
loams and foams
where heartwood should be

suck it
wear it

rattle your rockets
in your mfi silo
and 
launch a nasa challenge 
into the giddy
mouth-breather wind

and if you find it all 
a stagnant informant pool
with nets and mops and drags 
stacked in veteran formation

suck it
use it

and pin old dirt
like beacons like badges
on
the
new sores
rich vein
within

pic from geography.org.uk