EXISTENTIAL MATHS REDUX

 when i used to 

 drink n that 

 n spliff n snort  

 n pop n that 

 i was at least eight people 

 maybe many more 

 on 

 a 

 good 

 fuckitall 

 jarhammer 

 night jag 

 all fronts fighting 
 evacuated 

 castle 

 defence 

 ~ 

 as few as one now 

 or less 

 if 

 the 

 rain stays away too long 

 in the grey murk lurk 

 up 

 there 

 but- 

 doors open 

 courtyard milling 

 drought 

 to 

 share 

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BIKE POP

kids on bikes

puffed up
polyester 
fledglings

i forgive you
for thinking

that this
is your turf

i can share

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MAGIC

  spiked metal moons
with
open
fans
like giving hands
  spin
  in the nothing up there
  mostly 
  out of sight

  but
sometimes we see them as
white blips 
  that 
  arent planes 

  and
  our
maessages bounce up there
in
a way which i cant fully grasp

our business and crimes
our invisible kipple 
our pleading spam
  up
  and
  then
  back down to cables
  that are fast

fast cables that i dont quite fully grasp
that share
  the 
  word
  and
  the  
  world 
  

from www.telegraph.co.uk