COCOON

what kind
of cocoon
is this

i ask

where you cant think
cant even dare to think

of all
the things
you cannot anymore do

~

then

in the sagging gusset
of the afternoons bluff

night is here

ABOUT THE SKY #1

blue skies - a palette cleanse

in 

the 

chaos of context tombola

i stand under its painted dust

transfixed like a bug

& think & think

& stop that

& be

its a powerful balm

for the evident weight

of a thinking soul

A MORNING POP

i was there

now i am here

& i think a thought

simple as meat

& strange as stars

& so it goes

todays fog

& yesterdays clothes

hearing feelings
out the radio

FUNAMBULISTS IN THE DARK

 

if you think
you are not

walking a tightrope
every normal day

its because
you never
look down

ILLNESS POP

cant think about it
cant

not about all i missed
all i will miss
all thats taken

~

cant think about it
cant

cos of the pills popped
&
cos of the safety locks
kicking in inside

~

adaptability i realise
(oh fuck)
is a strength & flaw

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PRIVILEGE OF QUIET

in
a
quiet
corner
of
the
earth 
where everyone has a hatchback
to 
fetch their shopping in ?

stay there
have a think

and
count the blessings
you
called
boredom

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FUN POP

i 
spel stuff rong sometimes

i mean
fuk it - and anyway it wakes us up

makes
us
stop
tak notis

and
think

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