LOOK HOW FAR

and look how far we havent come

we
built
a
freedom prison
of
difficult privilege
and
tougher window shopping

in the overdue heart attack
of a gone goblin empire

where
everyday
is
optimistic
like rehab

like a cancer op

and sad as
flat champagne

from oxfordtimes.co.uk

PRISON QUALITY

reading back my poems
they
look
to
me
like
childrens wooden letter blocks 
an
inmate might have piled up 
in
hope
of
a
pat on the back
rehabilitation
or
a
job in the library 

 from www.woodentoyshop.co.uk

HOMELESS BIOGRAPHY 2

homeless
come
from 
stuggling farms country silence
to
army deep-end postings
to
londons cul-de-sac parks
nursing 
busted limbs with brown beer
between
fist fights for found empties
and
screaming rows over stolen fivers
and
staking out with brotherless claws
warm dry night territories 
under tourist bridges
rumbling with commuter trains 
to 
[surprise]
learn chess in hospital rehab
and
travel the world with wealthy indians
playing
at
competition level 

from amazon.com

XMAS REHAB

year three of xams rehab

used
to
bunker down

moody and alone

scribbling
with
a
long drink of black

used to pace the night streets with scorn
living
room
lights
raw beacons of the stupid happy
were
angry
fuel

used to go to work

used to stretch out in the bath
and
listen
to
my
nothing

now
i
got
a
tree

smells fresh of pine

and
too many places to go