OXIDISED LIPIDS

poetry - 

wake up

be genius

go back to bed

dont see what the problem is


~

now its afternoon
flat sun & a stale heel

 

& what i wrote earlier . . .

well 

oxidised lipids is too kind

I DONT KNOW WHAT IM DOING, A DISCUSSION POP

it has a myriad 

of meanings

& intentions

but we all say it -

i dont know what im doing

its depreciating 

its disingenuous
its abdicating responsibility
its an embarrassment buffer

its a humble brag

its an admission of the disconnect

its panic & a call for help

but too i say it to myself 

in a very literal & true sense
acknowledging the channelling 

& duality of creativity

altho an essential caveat 

is appropriate -

when it is finished
i know what i have done

whether i want / deserve / own 

the credit or not

is a problem for another day

  

MIC DROP & FIN

on benefits ?

shoot the effing lot of em !

send em home !

he says

i am on benefits

i say

& very mostly at home 

but out at a bbq with twunts today

for some awful reason

well . . . not . . . 

you know what i mean tho

he says unsure

i dont fit the mold you see

i have an illness

i say

& a working wife

this bbq is bloated

with tabloid fed

carb tards

you should be ashamed 

of your effing self !

he says 

feeling on surer grounds

for some reason now

well the thing is you see

i say stepping up

at a bbq we are leaving

i AM ashamed sometimes 

but i dont believe 

i should have to be

THATS my problem

i leave

too ill

to engage

further

mic drop & fin

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DONT FORGET TO SEND ME A POSTCARD

i know you not got time for this

no one got enough time
to nail enough down

before the wind
comes in
for the veil

~

so i will just say this -

i smelt 
the roses
for you

theyre overrated

i told them 
they are
just a wonderful metaphor

but they said
its not their problem

~

now your turn -

go get shitfaced
in some awful
shopping mall bar
just for me

then hit the truck stops
looking for pinball
night breakfast
and the dust
of a sleepless night

stolen cigarettes
in the secrets
of your pockets

~

dont forget
to send me
a postcard

and
thanks 
for 
stopping by

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