ANXIETY 101

the door bell
was a fire alarm

& the phone ring
made me sick

clock in was
faustian intense

& shop queues
brought cold sweat

all public food
wanted back out

& streetside
lit up my spine

night mine to hide in
but night not always kind

from fluxmagazine.com

DIAGRAM OF A STREET 2/2

new flats
have off road parking

if you drive
a matchbox

~

the creche is closed

its night

i cant picture it
any other way

~

social clubs
beer garden
attempts privacy
with
cable-tied 
homebase bamboo

~

glut of smoke
clot of perfume

in a cloud
round their
exit cab

~

heart attacks 
sign in

for ale
babycham

meat in the raffle

~

faceless rear
of 
high street shops
is
looming
barracks 
of drek

~

behind it all
the wasted scrub
is horseless now

and the train line there

goes to the city
or the sea

from theothersideofthepillow.com

SUPERMARKET CAFE POPS

1.

  the 
  old stone church tower 
  up on the marsh hill
is
always
aroused 

  pushing its godhead
up
over
the
shopping cement sprawl 

  that
diminishes
its symbol
  but never its 
  hard
  architecture


2.

  never looking up
are
the
mice men 
rat boys
and eyebrow girls

  busy
  with
  plastic
  and fries

  never looking up 


3.

under 
steel and glass
i sip my coffee
and
i count my pains
  in
  the
  indoor muted hubbub
  the
human highway has become


3.

in a fuckchain foodhouse 
i
eat a sandwich / tastes of packing foam
and
write
some more tesco-ftown-meh-drek
thats
like
sitting doing awkward shitting 

  laying behind me
  a 
  dump 
  that still itches deep
  when 
  i am
  done

 from photolibra.com

NEVER WAS AND ISNT NOW

high street sepia-dreams 
like
Heartbeat
like
Open All Hours
like
the world that never was that was all better of course
fell

to 

Sprawl Malls and Retail Adventures

we
use
them
but 
with superior distaste

and
all

the

parks are flat and grey
and

planted

with

hatchbacks of bland innovation

any 
green 
is 
a 
golf course soon

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