CITIES, A HAY(NA)KU TRIPLEPOP

cities
call me
like elephants trumpet

~

zoo

lunch & 

clink clunk trains

~

knowing

i cannot

go visit again

BUDAPEST DAYS

burgers for two

outside seating 

wintertime

&

steams rising up off the bath lake

the zoo & magic fox behind us

~

you touched a sloths hand

i had one cigarette a day

your pistol jammed

i learnt the double-tap

~

cafe photo on the wall here now

wrought iron

sun lit

cat dignity

oh those big window

phrase book

old bus

days

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CHANCE, GOLD LEAF REDUX

and

theres

a

chance

isnt there

that i might write something

in a shadow of gold leaf

on a gutter hubcap

if i unfold from out of bed

a man shaped cutlery ape

in the supermarket zoo

and

theres

a

chance

isnt there

that someone who may not be born yet

may see it may read it one odd day

on a museum-piece server

under a leaking tin-can megacity dome

and they might halfway feel something

and they might catch a glimpse of something

and maybe then write something themselves

something better

without tricks on loan

in whatever bio-wired plastic AI dream

we

have

left

for

them

under the mercury clouds

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