EASY AS EASY PIE

late night wisdom
flings sundown ideas

underarm & gentle & legion 

& my poems spiral there

on the night air

into clever & relevant collections

organised by weather & emotion

& their estimated proximity 

to moving bodies of water

& the novels there 

feel only

bare finger taps away

all seemingly 

so simple 

as the easiest easy pie

xanax does that

its a cosy place to dream

holding hands

the night sounds coming in

easy 

as easy pie

POEM FOR MY PARENTS-IN-LAW

i wish i had not been broken
so i would have been able to know you both better

i wish i had not been so sick
as to see your home & city only that one time


~


thank you for the cameras & the peppers
thank you for the xanax & the breaded chicken
thank you for your daughter
i am sorry if i kept her away


~


i hope one day in the next world
we will bait our hooks with new wishes
& fish together by a still blue lake

i hope one day in the next world
we can camp together in the forests there
& sleep painlessly under strange new stars

i hope one day in the next world
we can watch all our animals play together
in a sunshine clearing on soft green moss


~


i hope one day i will meet you again
in the place it is youve gone

the place it is where we all go

when we go

why not why not why not

note - picture is of this poem written into an origami boat 

launched 20/05/2022 into the Danube

with the ashes of Istvan & Katalin Margitai

THE YES QUADROPHONE

 

insights elusive 

brainpan flatline

need drums / basic rhythm 

two chords enough i reckon

& vocals that frisson 

ramones / micra girls 

yes


~

i question the questions

with a stubborn silence

useless yes but it feels right

in the 

   white rabbits 

      late late late 

         wormhole blues


~


file me under side effects

for the twitches & itches 

& the cool clutter 

fights
the spartan dream

poetry was in the olympics once

naked

yes


~

i cross the junkyard mardyke

& count the cows

grazing on the floodplain 

inside the steel music

of the blacktop rivers 

yes

HERZOGS PENGUIN AT THE MOUNTAINS OF MADNESS

i always
think of

herzogs penguin

his long lonely trek
away from the flock
past the hinterland base camp

& 
on 
to 
the 
foodless mountains

~

i always 
think of

herzogs penguin

when the coffees strong
or my brain finds 
its one working gear

~

herzogs penguin
is
an anecdote
i tell myself
xanaxed shallow
in
the
nights
long
wheeze

~

herzogs penguin
at the mountains of madness

i hope his
tall brothers
look
out
for
him

Encounters at the End of the World - from zmescience.com

ITCHES AND TWITCHES - MONDAY POPS

1.

codeine itches
xanax twitches

constipated
invigorated

15 foot tall 
laying down



2. 

look at us

small pink giants
with
our
plastic handles

designed hallucinations
stuff 
our nights fearhole 
full

look at us

not nearly meek enough

to 
inherit

any
thing

any
more



3.

my fingers

they tear time
like its tissue

&
i
dont
think

i should have

done that

from fbfreestatus.blogspot.com