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scars
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Thursday, 9 January 2025
MIGRAINE #80
the headache says
all the patterned shirts
must stay
in the armoire
let them yell
behind closed doors
&
you reread the braille of scars
& moles
& miscellaneous
waiting for
silk wind
in
the
sandpaper land
dressed in low stimulus grey
Wednesday, 3 November 2021
KINGS & QUEENS YOU THINK
& born
youre
an empty cup
unpourable you think
on midnight embers
unlucky in glass & fads
& grown
youre
kings & queens
you think
summoning plastic wants
on the amazon wind
drug-bent on the coast roads dawn
& street-sad youre
time fried
a take-out beaker you think
in a chiaroscuro smudge-fest-pop
& you
think
Think
THINK
first time caller -
longtime stalker
echo cursed in ash & bauble
on talk
radio oblivion
fm
photo - Finger in Colour from the Dagenham Archive
Thursday, 26 March 2020
ARMOUR MOON, DEMOB REDUX
i always wore armour
under a boozers moon
as heavy
as its
forged past felt
& i called out
for
more fuel more fuel more fuel
~
hell
saw
me
then
vain-glorious in the piss-alley
&
came for my ego in legion
now i am
naked lighter demobbed half-undone
just one more struggle-pup
counting scars & stars
another scratch & sniff sinner
pretending hes won
under a losers moon
satan-lite & cherub thin
unfallen like rehab
sitting on the cement steps
of
our
seaside mongrel nation
from spectator.co.uk
Wednesday, 7 August 2019
DISHCLOTH RHYME
& all the damaged people
& all the ravaged people
their
praying knuckles
build
a
payday steeple
they
hold
together
with duct tape
with gypsy heather
their
blind
scars
hear
incoming weather
hung out to dry
dishcloth dirty &
unkillable
under
the
budget airline
scrimshaw sky
from pinterest.com
Wednesday, 2 December 2015
AND HELL CAME
back when i wore armour
under a boozers moon
it
was
heavy
and
i
would always
need more fuel
hell
saw
me
then
vain glorious in the piss-alley
and came for my ego in legion
now i am naked
lighter
demobbed and half done
just
another
struggle-pup counting scars and stars
in
our
seaside mongrel nation
from moviepilot.com
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