MONDAY MONDAY

we watch the 

binmen

me & the 

cat

him with suspicion 

& fading alarm

me with old-man 

relief

THE SHITTING FORECAST

 i eat shit 
 & watch shit 

 i bite my anger down 

 i do shit 
 & sleep shit 

 my dentist warns me off   

 ~ 

 i compact my irritation 

 to diamond density 

 hoping for a facet glow 

 & i watch the shit show 

 smiling & laughing - maximum effort 

 in the  

 hollowed out 

 smoke & mirrors 

 fuckhub face 

 of it all 

from brad pitt channel memegenerator.net

2 POPS

DEPARTMENT OF HEALTH

maybe just maybe
i am more normal
than i know

i say out loud
to the snoring cat

poking my shit
with a pencil

catty catty
come see the consistency

&
call the department of health



REAL TIME UPDATES

the
watch
is
an
arrogant
little
machine

it will mock your efforts
if you let it

strap it to your body

&
its victorian wheels
tell you
exactly
how
far

into the 
        future 
you are 

       travelling

from watchuseek.com

2 MORE HOME POPS

SPRINGWINTER

bare foot
on the
back lawn
the energy
feels
weird
in this springwinter

outdoors
is
like
under 
the thunder carpet

all waiting
for a boom




RIND IN A KITCHEN SINK

poem came
last night

a puffer fish ether mumble

inflatable castle
back brain inaccessible 

too milky weak
for
this
pragmatic & robust
grey 
wall
dawn

from thelife-animal.blogspot.com

HELPLESS

oil prices rise
or falter - whatever

papers are filed
always - set your watch by them

and his coffee gets cold
and he needs to piss bad 

thinks
it
gives
him
an
edge - the tiny-world weirdo

and hes
helpless
helpless
helpless

on this dirty jem spiral
whirling and twisting 
thru 
s p a c e 

to

        r
w    e      e   ?
   h

from lauramaligne.deviantart.com

SPAM SHOW

them-
feeding
their
time
into
the
memory
blender

me-
watches
from
the
other
side
of
the
farm

you-
read
a
hundred
meanings
or
none

us-
haunted
spam
show

with
no
good
ending

from youtube.com

POPEYE DOYLE

that hat

5 shot
model 36
down
his
sock

hes marked with a paper fish

~

attitude
at
a
shit
desk

watches beach volleyball

ice cream
a girl

that hat

~

cheap shirt
sleeve up

like a pavlov dog

that hat gone

~

hes flying

ex-pat
arm track
old lady
lifts his watch

~

baseball re-enactment
with his food

in
a
cold turkey cell

booze cup
on sink

~

that doorstep tile
hotel tanger

phone box call

revenge arson

hes exploding

~

and
again

one gunshot

before
cut to black

pic from bighairplasticgrass.com

WAVING THE BUSES PAST

i
dont
move
now
how
i
used
to

i used to dance
with the heavy stock
in a warehouse ballet

tipping
endless
trucks
in
the
hurricane storm theatre
of
a
night shifts
dense AM
service road
fox parade

~

now i drag myself now

gimpy

lame

along the evacuated 
daytime streets
to the
bus stop benches

where i fold up
and wheeze
on the downlow
so no one knows

waving the buses pass

i only want outdoor air

and a glimpse
of
the
streetside
and 
the 
flashbacks
i left there

~

and
i
feel 
like 
an 
office-busted pensioner feels
in their 
last outdoor 
dog walking days

ankles wired
to the antiques roadshow
and 
the 
easy chair tune

but i dont wear 
their beige uniform

i will never wear 
that beige uniform

~

and
i
feel
like
i
been
eaten
up
by
the early chapters
proposition and drama
and
am
a 
shadow of a subplot

in danger of
heavy editing

~

so 
i 
quietly go about
my essential work
in
the
morning pockets

filing the reports
and 
writing the footnotes
under
the
cotton mist

but plotting 
a 
steppenwolf redemption

and planning 
a 
war with the machines

in
a
geriaction
sequel
coda

clumber park cricket ground bus stop from bbc.co.uk