TEFLON DUMP

 

i
am
sad
about
sickness & death
& i miss my friend

said the writer
in
a
plain language jag

clean as a teflon dump

& no blooms or buds needed 

on the darkness branches

to ratify & beautify 

her inevitable fall of bones

 

A DAY IN THE STRIFE (TO THE TUNE OF A DAY IN THE LIFE)

i

saw

the news today oh boy

the government

blew its legitimacy out

in a subsidised ulez car

& tho the news was rather sad

i just stood & stared

as another crowd of people 

were turned away

&

everyone was really sure

he was from the house of shills

GOLD & SILVER & RED & BLUE

the presents i got
from them
as a child

were wrapped
in the shiniest
of gift paper

gold & silver & red & blue

it was sad that had to stop

~

time takes things
that you dont know
& they dont know

till all of you are old

& running your movie back

dressed the colour of sand

HOSTILE MESH

its a loose weave safety net
the
sick & sad
get
tangled up in

calculated disrepair
adds

barbs
to
the hostile mesh

blow up 

what you like

is what i hear

as

long

as

'help'

DRIBBLES

thru

how to enjoy the orchards now

with all the soil has seen ?

LIKE A PHOTO NEGATIVE

the sunlight 

is invasive

is heavy 

as chefs knives

cutting thru
lime neon leaves

it makes me feel 

like a photo negative

like a hiroshima shadow

i hate how 

it gets inside 

of me

&

how sad it is

to be irritated

by a star

ITS A HEAVY SCENE

balls from the poundshop
on the brown grass lawn

are left where the last game ended

& bleached & dirty
they punch at
the low part
of my heart

~

its a heavy scene
like a bomb site snap

broken chair / lost doll
you know ?

so i wrote the following -

        balls
         in the garden
        but
         no child to play
        &
         i dont want children
        but
         i am sad anyway

         balls

GLOWING DULL ELECTRIC

 

theres Things

here / there / everywhere

in the brain space & out

Too   

      Sad   

            For   

                  Touching

~

they glow dull & electric 

inside the medicine scaffold 

captive & museum'd

on 

the 

laterbases

forgotten tab

photo - Scaffold Fudge from the Dagenham Archive

DREAM FUDGE POP HOSPITAL

 

my old hospital super 

was oh so very sad

i see it thru the window

see her face breaking down

i bet you miss this

she says 

in a business sense

yes i say i do

& i weep too

vicariously relishing 

my own wet dissolve

because 

i only 

cry in dreams

photo - Speed #48 from the Dagenham Archive

UNTIL TOURETTES

theres these 
pomes in me

n
some of them 

r
2 sad 
2 write

2 mean 
n
2 bad

~

theres these 
poems in me

ripped fabric

base code
in
hard light

lowest uncommon denominators

&
i 
shall / must
just
let 
that weird breed
go

shadow butterflies
on
the
black shutter breeze 

until 
my eventual
tourettes

from projectionmapping.org

LUNCH BAG BLUES

anyone
else

feel an odd sadness

&
an
achilles tenderness

looking
at
a
loved ones packed lunch

the night before

its there like a cat is there

its humble
&
waiting for morning

from roomcopenhagen.com

MUSIC, LETS HEAR IT FOR MUSIC

SPRING WASHING

LAST DRINK 3 / HERBAL BREWS SMILE WEAKLY AT ME

early autumn
and
the cat
was
on
some
cheap
food
that made his shit stink bad

i bought two bottles of alcohol free wine
that
was
light
and
fruity
and
empty
and
sad

it laughed at me
and
i
poured
it
away
and
lined
up
herbal teas instead