SIX GOGGLE EYES

 

LONDONS ESTUARY BIN / ALL HAIL TRAFFIC

 
britain 
ever 
unruined ?

dodging potholes my whole life

long shadows on village green
soon build 
clusterfuck 
miniature flats 
there 

no cupboards
ground level balconies
four inches from bus queue

good access to unkillable bookies
see three from this library bench
one eye shut
half library shut

could be landfill
that village green 
or plague pit

a dick turpin gallows
rotted in rain

( the peasants revolted here
  you should see them now )

or proposed site 
of more sth east
thames crossing 
cement matrix

all hail traffic
driven driverless

jesus

they paved paradise
and put up a robot motorway

ha

they paved industry
and put up another pound shop

ha

hmm

shit

hello lake district
may we live in denial
on your misty shores ?

please

from misstech.com

PAST POP

well
all my past days

they climb out of storage all the time

and
riot
across
a
quiet
mornings
armchair
and
book

well 
its like one of those scenes
in a movie
where an alien or a robot
is
catching
up
on
our
history

epileptic images
on a tv or a pc

bombs riots gandi lennon

and inevitably they are confused and very sad

its all too much
isnt it ?

too much has happened
to
us
all

from amazon.com

BEAT THEM UP GUTLESS

i 
scribble all these words
on
the backs of scrips
and
coffee shop receipts 
and
theyre not poems
but 
i want them to be

so
i beat them and i bully them
i bash them and i shove them around
and
i
get 
something soul-less
something mechanical
something like a to-do list
for
anxious robots 
on 
a 
philosophy jag

im blaming the scribble words
when
its 
me 
whos gutless in the sandpit
playing god with my own turds

i start again
with
the force of heart and faith in the hub
and
i wash my mind in coffee
and
freezing iced water
and
instead of lunch
i
stand naked outside
on 
natures green patio
waiting
for 
heavy industrial rain

from iainhall.wordpress.com