DONT WE KNOW ?

dont we know 
we're 
all 
cold 
together
on
the
bottle
shop
corner 
burning
for
a
hit of Love or fix of Ideas
under the same round moon 
that 
seems to MEAN something
with
its
gangster stare sneaking and creeping
street low
behind terraces 
or
high and mocking in silver clouds 
looking down at us
adding
up
pitiful
dollar-pounds
in
front
of
sick
blue
tv
chattering repition like dim dawn birds
in
the label language 
of 
cement concrete and city clay ?

moon over denmark from www. kimmatthiesen.dk

VIEW FROM AN ALDI CARPARK

scaffold 
holds
skeletons of new flats
in
a
tarpaulin cage
doing
mexican 
waves
with the wind
and
old terraces
sit
behind train-set twigs of trees
starving
in
an
after-thought row
and
bending
with
screen direction

painted
waiting
places
with
the
tv on 
under
a
sky
coloured like bruises

from aliexpress.com