FRIDAY POPPADOMS

A TV AD
I FORGET FOR WHAT

theres
a
tiger
in the bungalow

hes
half tranq'd
fully b'tiful
prob endangered
and
the 
contrast is delicious
when
he
lays
across
the 
divan
like
a
lightning striped 
deep-velvet emperor

noble 
and
guiltless

and i am jealous
window shopping
online
again


COUNT YOUR WEIRD BLESSINGS

if you got no legs johnny
and those tories johnny
they
cut
your
money 
and took your bedroom

but
you cant get out anyway johnny
to
see
what
else
they gone and done can you ?

so you see johnny
them tories got a plan dont they ?

much
more
than
just
spite


UNVOLUTION

we climbed out the lakes
saw the land
thought
fuck this
and quickly hid in the trees
and 
when we got our blood up
and came down again
we stood in the weird water 
of 
the 
looking 
glass
wasting ourselves
wondering at the moon

our opposing thumbs
stuck in the air

for a fast lift
out 
of
there

from pinterest.com

MEMORIES?

the sharp pain in my thumb
whenever i do ANYTHING with that hand
reminds
of
something
i
cannot
place at all

a different and past incapacity maybe
an
old
yesterdays
mortal warning

the musty funk of the big canteen bin out the back corridor
reminds
me
off
the
friday
night
smell of chips shops after last orders
hungry
and
waiting
with condensation windows 
of peeling luncheon vouchers decals

so
what
do
my
senses
really know ? really ?