INSINUATING MELODIES

now

my
mind
writes

its
own
eulogy
as
i
paint

& i am trying not to ruin the canvas
& i am happy i have not ruined it yet

& i can only paint to arcade fire
& i am almost sick of them

    almost gagging on 

      the insinuating melodies

but i am hooked on

the bitter sweet

coffee & banoffee

of nostalgia & longing 

NEIGHBOUR POP 5

bike frames 

rust under rotted tarpaulin

backed up drains
call
for
mercy

small cat waits in the rain

any value anything once had 

is ruined now thru exposure

out there
in the hoarders yard

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