THREE MINIPOPS

there something
nice about knowing

theres classy venues
out there by the seaside

where OMD
still gig

~

in the drought
you wait for rain

at the typer
window & desk

battened down
in the newspeak gale

~

scotch was

a benevolent fury
of self-heroism
on the cusp of heaven

back

in
the
bottle shop doorway

CHINESE JADE

& with a cigarette holder
made of chipped chinese jade . . .

its morning again
&
the
grey dawn is birdless
over the typers
flat & empty beg

MORNING POP

i 

wake 

in 

that
familiar fugly unfunk

sickness rebooted

&

dream fringes lurking -

baby in a matchbox / a car came thru the wall

lets leave that there

~

 

a Box of Rain is dancing in my ears
& 

again

once i made it there

i thank o holy whofuckingever
for shower technology
for water itself

&

the thick black coffee

waiting by the glass typer

hoping my fingers

will talk to

my mind today

photo Coffee Again from the Dagenham Archive

NEVER LEAVE YOUR TYPER UNATTENDED

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