CAMUS & MALAMUD

if the purpose
of a writer
is to stop
civilisation
destroying itself

like camus & malamud claim

then you
better
look-read
elsewhere
today

im more likely
to hand out dynamite

WELL ELECTRIC BLEEPS

  well the electric noise
 from the retro video game
   coming out my hd tv
     is primitive
      is a friend
   is old comfy socks for my mind

     i am still here
   i have lasted enough
        that
       these
 noises are nostalgia now

 i can enjoy the rose glow
    that never really was

~

 electric beeps back then
  they were a hound barking inadequacy
    to my tiny mouse
  confused
down
  by
 the skirting board
      too  few coins
 too  few friends

  electric beeps were acceptance then

  i had games
    i had a disk drive

 and tho kids came round
   they rarely came back again

~

    seaside arcades 
    were
  sand and
   sun cream
    shrill alarm bells
 dirty carpets 
  clinking change
         cigarette smoke
 smell of chips  
     smell of doughnuts
   tinny radio on a rock station
      and a fringe of danger

~
    
   seaside arcades
      were 
    hiding in the vampire gloom
     from  
  brown tan 
 spotless youth
   parading and playing
     with
 Perfection and Purpose
     in
      their
    uninterruptible
  healthysexlife
      drivinglicense   
        light 

~

i am so full with these flashback
     that 
   i
    head
       out
  to the lawn 
   for crisp air
    and the 
  mental enema
       of
clean and guiltless 
      
      Reflection
        with
   Perspective

aberystwyth from ashleyabroad.com

SICK DYNAMO

worry 

that sick dynamo

runs
you
in
circles all the long day

steals your words
all your fast comebacks gone

takes the heat out of people
takes 
the
purpose
from
your
legs

leaves your boots empty
as your butterfly belly

and
shits
out
fear 

from huntingenglish.com