Showing posts with label thanks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label thanks. Show all posts

Friday, 6 November 2026

BAD NEWS ANTIDOTE - SMALL TOWN FLUFF #5




as antidote to the bad news
& for those out there
in persecutions arbitrary claw
who cannot sit & rest & think
in bombless peace
i present more small town fluff

~

& the sky last night
was silver & pink & orange
& a dark & deep & dirty blue
& yes i took bad photos thanks

& an amazon van & myself
leapfrogged each other down the hill 
with goodbye horses on the van stereo

also - vals house 
over the road 
is guarded by crows
so we wonder if shes a vampire slayer
& under their protection









Wednesday, 7 August 2024

REACH THE MOON




i
am
unable
to market
my posey jags
to the fickle whims
of the logarithmics
& the nascent AI trawls

but getting fragpop poems
out there on paper wings
in the real IRL meat 'scapades
is sometimes a better story

so if you find this
you are who its for
& my thanks
reach the moon







Saturday, 3 February 2024

DO YOU THO ?




i give afternoon tv
all the progress

the mornings fresh air 
gave me

it fills the spaces
i cant look at

with stories 
i wont believe

& while i grant it
credit & thanks

i know its a tool box
& never a church






Thursday, 28 July 2022

FYI (THE MALKOVICH SHUFFLE)



i dont know if you remember 
john malkovich
in the assassination flick 
In The Line of Fire

when hes standing on a street corner
bad wig / gold tooth / double denim

hes watching eastwood at work 
&
of course eastwood spots him

the disguise ENSURES he stands out

well he sways from side side
rocks on his heels all weird like

& i do that
when i am standing around
in the post office
in the bank queue
done that since i saw it

rock on my heels all weird

thanks for listening







Monday, 27 September 2021

EYES HALF SHUT, WARNING - SARCASTIC USE OF INVERTED COMMAS




next you know youre 'awake'
all the props have been reset

worry - present / anxiety - check

you lurch like spam on bone
into the barbed & coiled day
another 'experiment' in 'intelligence'

you call the 'surgery'
you 'feel' like a redial app

'ready' to listen to the on-hold muzak
&
recorded 'thanks' in the static crackle

one eye only

& thats half shut

which vain glorious 'dr'
will waste your 'time'
on the phone 
today ?