ABOUT THE BLACK DOG

nazis & suits
& lockheed martin

& aramco & gazprom

& the leaflets in the door

feed the black dog
panting
in
my
yard

HONKING GAK FOR SOUL

high functioning sleepwalkers

compare digital genocides
in the meat time

of the clockless bodega run

the end is / was nigh

says the placard

cardboard & mouldy

a wall now

in the ripstop terraces

of rain dog row

echo chamber

black mirror

pop tarts

drive bot traffic

in an ego sheen

& suits are still suits

honking gak for soul

in compounds now

where a penthouse

used to do

& consultants

drill tech bods

on pocket army

loyalty credit

in the 

beanbag boardroom

sunset sim

ACTOR POP NUMBER 4

archie leach
had a big head
& had long arms
so
dunhill & quentino
cut his suits
accordingly

& here comes

cary grant

SPACE POPS

    SPACE WALK POP

     back then     up there
                walking in space

  gagarin 
   said -

 i feel excellent
 i can see the clouds
   and the sea


    EVIL SUITS

 i feel the satellites looking down

    i
  feel
   the  evil  suits
            planning
           white  male  madness
               downtown 

       i smell
  discarded  science 
          put out
        in the back alley bin


    TV CATTLE

      we
       are
  fair weather cattle

    mooing 
       at 
   our 
        glass opium moon


    GROUNDED

       the sky is pale
     i hope she is not ill

 pebbles cast
            long shadows
      like they are kings

   and a fat man
     walking in the park
 places his dogs compostible shit
    in a forever plastic bag
         and
      properly
          he
       puts it 
   in the correct supplied bin


    LAND BASED

   in a suburban bungalow bubble
       complicit
         consuming
       dreaming
     living
       loving
          feeding

 and thinking
      that  
        just 
        thinking of justice
      dont bring it on

 

from yuri-gagarin.com