HYPNAGOG MUSICS 3 & 4

3

innocent alfresco diary

of
wild meadow freedom

shrinking away

shrinking away
from the ache of splendour

4

the invisible miracle

    decorating clocks 

    is music

& the fire of youths razing

left me out on the stones

husked 

UNSPECIAL STONES ?

not knowing yet
if theyre special
on garden patrol
i collect stones

one hundred thousand memories
in the wet winter air

& the spaces they left
are like ice cream scoops
in
the
soil

proof of residence
that
will 
e     o
 r  r   d
           e

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OLD GUYS AND THE TRUTH LAWNS - POPTASMS

1.

  we are past 

    Truth 

the rags yell-

completely 
   forgetting 
  their job

and i am only trying 
to 
get 
my first coffee down

and
it
tastes
like
boiled stone



3.


out the window -

no shitehawks on my lawn

its 
all 
clean out there

  the
leaves laid out by an artist

no headlines
  for
broken
  eggs
   in 
   the 
 young starling trees


3.

and the old guys
from the old times
who fought the old wars
still
go
up the shop  
             s l o w l y

for
their
8 am
rags

every single bad news day


4.

and
our
forever
queen 

wrinkled gin puppet
 empire fresh
  on her 
 golden potty
calls for lavendar

picking
a
castle
for
the
weekend

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