NOSTALGIA GLANDS

outside the unkillable bookies

diehard smokers

brace for judgement

& breath their b&h

into my memory portal

& manic nostalgia glands

~

matchboxes &

cubic cellophane

under the thin light

of a streetlight

& night smoke

in the mist of rain

BIG HEARTS YIELD ONCE

TROUBLE SOIL

when 
i
was
young
there
were
small
kingdoms of trouble soil

left-over 
un-zoned
torn scraps
of
concrete and dirt

where 
poor unkillable kids 
on 
hand-me-down bikes
climbed 
and
claimed
in
mud and the rain

and
in
a
riot
of
pretty weed blooms

from www.pistonheads.com

HIGH BIRD x 3

1.

high above me the black cut-out of a bird
rides
thermals 
in
circles

far below him 
we are stone and steel squares
trawled greens 
grey strips
a zoned off-kilter patchwork 
of
big dressed bugs


2.

folded and bloated
in
the
passenger seat 
of an empty car
i watch rush hour chug without grace
in
the
cagey nowhere hours
of
late
september 


3.

the blue wall of sky 
crowds
the 
bones of tree tops 
and
the 
church peaks of our roofs

up against it
we are unkillable and dying
in
the
dirt padded danger
of
earths
used 
ball 

 

 from www.shoootinguk.co.uk

BONE MOTORS WITH JELLY ON TOP

bone motors
drip with KY
    and
    die
    unkillable
in office factories
    overloaded
    empty
    tied down and free
    living
        in
        the
    half-noticed spark
        of
        giving
    between understandable
            storms

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