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 ?

CREATION RETREAT, A PILL PACK POP

 

THREE HAIKU & A BIRD 4

VICARIOUS
UNRINATIONS


attentions like a piss

when my bladders 

                been crying out loud

   cemetery limo






PIXELS ARE NO

TYPER IRON

when i wrote its roots

i had to delete its soil

     wildflower 

     meadow 





ECOLOGICAL
FARTINGS


laminated earth . . .

dont you know thats where pizza is 

love

lego

& chips ?

photo Tree Puffin from the Dagenham Archive

MOANOLOGY 1

yes we got TONNES of free porn now.
on the pcs and phones.
portable porn.  

WHY do we need that ?  

and i seen it all.  
seen all the porn.  
all of it.  
but without really looking.  

i never inhaled the porn.

~

and more TV than we can watch.  
black boxes know our favourite shows.
like a realworld friend would. 

tv -
it really exploded didnt it ?  

KABOOM !  

all the shows a sensation.
another thing you HAVE to see.  
only it isnt.
theyre not.
and you dont.  

~

contrived voyeuristic dramas wearing a mirrored reality hat.  
like walking out at dusk.
looking in all the front windows before the curtains are pulled.  

yeah right - 
in David Lynch land.

~

some shows tho have balls.  
analgesic balls of newmyth and apocryphal truth.  
shows i'd like to live in.  
such sweet safe worlds.  
insulated from danger.  
lightning wands.  
cancelled shows that i'd save that last episode unwatched. 

just so there would be one more.

~

and where do we go to breath like the animals do ?  
the gym ?
our breath is a vehicle for the relentless moanology.  
we all got Firsts in that one.

maybe we all need dogs to walk US.

come mute animals - 
reteach us instinct on the raw soil ground.

from www.tasteofcinema.com

MO' WORLD POPS

DYSTOPIA

dystopia oh dystopia

spank
me
in
the
town
square

for my disbelief
and
download
deficit


SOME OUTSIDE

my
morning
mercy
mission
in
the
murky mist

is a few steps
for
that fresh air 
on
real soil thats our home
in
space



ARSE ABOUT TIT

they paved our garden

cut it with
malls and motorways

now they plan
to
plant  nuture  grow

new gardens

on
dead
space
rocks



ARSE ABOUT TIT AGAIN

white coats in money labs
race
to
create
a
new 
people

more machines 

without fucking

 ( why ?  when we are legion
   and
   paddleless
   in
   shit creek )

from decadesofhorror.com

THREE POP POPS

SPRONION POP

at the stove
building an omelet

black pepper & spring onion

when
rain fell outside

it smelt amazing

of
fresh earth & scrubbed sky

it put a zing in the afternoon 

and
made
me
need
to
piss
something awful


WINDOW POP

i look up

our blue ceiling
is a window
no glass in the frame

theres
ice sculptures up there
no one has seen

older
than
the
earth


CAPTAIN POP

the garden is a boat
an ark
on soil sea

i will do for captain

and
when a bee comes
  
  i
  say  thank 
       fuck !

he
works
and
spreads
an
antidote to extinction dread