I SHOULD BE EMPTYING OUT

the

white noise lingers

like

a forgotten subscription

raging 

in the downtime

when 

i should be 

e m p t y i n g   o u t

~

its almost voices

its almost harmony

its a radio dial 

ghost-jimmied

to beige space static

its the 

homey hum of landline dial-tone

swollen 

with the noise of the world

faceless

anonymous

&

blue

OPERA IN THE STREETSIDE BUZZ

theres music in things -

fun house saxophone
in the white noise
of the costco fan

top pop medleys
in the motorways
distant traffic thrum

opera inside the streetside buzz

techno when the bogs flushed

& jethro tull there

on the whistling wind

SAFER THAN TREPANNING

in the heave & low-fro 

of the slow-sick fug-fog
my brain does whine 

its white noise moan

skull boxes it 

it is muddy

i cant even wail

~

i go live in my belly

its simpler 

more animal

roomier 

safer than diy youtube trepanning

POPFRAGS

theres a concert
always playing

in the white noise
of the world

~

the 
lost
arts

of
magnetic tape slicing
&
simple easy waiting

~

death to screens

i write
on a screen

fml & whatever

jesus
sinned
too

~

furious apple tree

t h r a s h e s

in
alexa
forecast
wind

from thelatterdays.blogspot.com

ACCIDENTAL RADIO

i hear voices murmur
ten counts of guilty
in
the
mute tv suggestion

tvs square hips jutt
in indignation

~

i hear string quartets
high tea hum
in
the
sub-wall plumbing

hotel foyer tour
in hot water pipes
comes
across
lo fi quadraphonic

~

i hear techno 
sound distant
known criminal assembly
in
the
bathroom cistern refills
hasty invisible agenda

cash for aspirin
strongarm job
weep out by the guy ropes

~

i hear a velvet underground
empty ballroom 
quine tapes jam
inside
heat pipes 
first autumn 
tremble flush

lous unholstered lament 
buried in bleed slush mix

~

i hear neil youngs
cut bruise grunge
in the
fuse boxes
brass knuckle
breaker iron click

slow motion sugar mountain
on rug soaked black

~

i 
savour
this 
everyday 
accidental 
radio

soft spotify in my brainpan
subscription is water rates
need anyway

memory a dummy partner
mostly ad free

from philharmoiedeparis.fr

TV HASNT SLEPT SINCE 8/10/1997

my tv 
never says 
goodnight 
to me
any more

clicking it OFF mid show - 

  atlanta cops weird newspeak
  wrong aspect richard widmark 
  hitlers eternal adventures

( specifically ;
  how albert speer designed ruins 
  into the reichs new buildings
  so the 1000 year rule
  could decay in scheduled beauty )

-  i feel guilty relief 
like i kicked out a heavy talker
after a night drinking on my sofa
to wait for his cab in the street

and when i stretch out in the repeating dark
i know hes someplace out there somewhere 
bending the cabbies ear
twenty to the dozen

and when i try to
                  fall 
                     safely
into
the
natural nothing
battling the bright white noise of absence 
and the ufo lights in my eyes
i
know 
half the world 
               or 
              more
is still ON out there
making waves and taking names

from youtube.com

LOOKING AT A HEDGE TOO LONG

i wonder who is responsible for this hedge

  its dusk 

 in this light  i dont know  
   if the dark green i see
    is a memory 
      after
 the orange street lights
  have taken  its colours away

  this  hedge
   
    look at it

 all  those leaves
   small leaves
  so many  small leaves
          and  
   i  wonder how they would taste

 i  am reminded of cornflakes
  covered in melted chocolate

  its  a dense raggedy tangle
     but  well pointed 
 like a new builds chimney breast

  and  it comes round the 
 retirement homes barred windows
   like men  forming up on parade
      between the pale order
    of  stacked bricks

        or an orphan
      from a royal mans
        garden  maze
  looking for  attention
    in the pleb streets

from atlasobscura.com

WEIRD SCENES INSIDE THE BOLD MIND

blinking
fractures
my
world

into 

strobing scarlet street scenes
&
glimpsed rainbow shards

kaleidoscope oils on cement
&
catalogue layouts with muzak

repetitive soaps repeating
&
dry government safety films

horrors beyond the veils
&
drugbuzz teasers of bliss

and when the flesh curtains
fall on the days performance
i
wait
all night
for
an encore 

pushing the white noise away

from www.whitenoisecollective.com

MORE CAFE BLUES

  out for a bacon sarnie
in
the nowhere jobless hours
of 
a
blank cafe morning
  where
time is still finding its AM stride
in
the grey daylight stumble 
  of
  white noise
left over
from
night and dreams 
that rings in my ears 
  like
  the church bells
of the godless faithful

  workmen in stained joggers
place long take-out orders
and
a
clot of fishwives bark clipped sentences
about implants with implied judgement
  their
  miserable faces pecking at paninis 
like small troubled birds

  i
  half
  recognise them
  from
some job
i had
somewhere

from favim.com

 

CIGARETTES

when youre busy
moving fast
with white noise behind your eyes
cigarettes seem to fit

cigarettes are fast

but slow it all down 
with sickness
and
they
become a luxury of the old life

a hangover

and
clearly poison 

from ct.gov