IN CODE

epic irritation
is
roughly cuffed
&
shoved
down
the fritzl basement stairs

my inner reporter
staking me out

~

mindfulness
wrestles
bubble wrap
inside
my
tired time bomb 

both deflate
but holding

&
any lessons escape

real ghosts
in the 
halloween 
fracas

~

dark appetite 
night hungry
vampire virus 
attempted remission
from moon action

mainly
for
shits & giggles

bodies 
left out
on the 
milk train 
rail tracks

for nectar points multiplier

~

this
systems
effectiveness
is
endlessly
debatable
& 
dodging peer review

captains 
drop knives
&
pull guns

but agree tho

that the days
are numbered

but always
in code

from neatorama.com

WELL ELECTRIC BLEEPS

  well the electric noise
 from the retro video game
   coming out my hd tv
     is primitive
      is a friend
   is old comfy socks for my mind

     i am still here
   i have lasted enough
        that
       these
 noises are nostalgia now

 i can enjoy the rose glow
    that never really was

~

 electric beeps back then
  they were a hound barking inadequacy
    to my tiny mouse
  confused
down
  by
 the skirting board
      too  few coins
 too  few friends

  electric beeps were acceptance then

  i had games
    i had a disk drive

 and tho kids came round
   they rarely came back again

~

    seaside arcades 
    were
  sand and
   sun cream
    shrill alarm bells
 dirty carpets 
  clinking change
         cigarette smoke
 smell of chips  
     smell of doughnuts
   tinny radio on a rock station
      and a fringe of danger

~
    
   seaside arcades
      were 
    hiding in the vampire gloom
     from  
  brown tan 
 spotless youth
   parading and playing
     with
 Perfection and Purpose
     in
      their
    uninterruptible
  healthysexlife
      drivinglicense   
        light 

~

i am so full with these flashback
     that 
   i
    head
       out
  to the lawn 
   for crisp air
    and the 
  mental enema
       of
clean and guiltless 
      
      Reflection
        with
   Perspective

aberystwyth from ashleyabroad.com