MANY ARE SWALLOWED

 

Natural soft  Japanese house interior; music and bare twigs exposed. 

Brown sun breaking, word worlds taking off

 

Dinner                            fire                                madrigal

Date                               fissure                            angel

Autumn                          optimist                          care

 

Acrid                              facia                               gravure 

 

We want the worlds we cannot write she said. Simple intone. 

Putting aggressive men in my mouth. But your mouth is not wide enough. To put my words into your mouth, I forget. I can claw your way back in; there might be time. Wait out 

Back.

There is an opening.  Arid hours passed disgraced; now still waiting everyone was relapsed phonemes, trembling to call a back lit episode, watching cars go. By now it is dusk. Green motes of dust refracted over coralline algae. 

The mutability of the mind and body. Hand in glove round the toilet bend; thick smell

Of bleach. Put the house up; look for a new way of living. 

Fig Tree                        Glass House                      Lime Green

Turf War                       Broken Down                   Hard Bop

Black                           Sun                                Masada

Shudder packaging sonic payment, light domestic whine

Reflux identity plan wholesale fraud is one click to lose it all.

Fault                          lines                   opine

Stagger                     plan                   premier

Acquisition               tradition           infused

 

 

 

 Music authenticates the end

Three times awake pulsing with anxiety.

 

Glad                         Notice                         Willing

Fiesta                       Park                             Witness

Data-bleach             Sensate                        Luxury

 

 

Kestrel drift rusted tide lines, sea wall

Through the mist a distant figure stumbles the reclaimed land.

 

Village                                Idiot                                 Drizzle

Remaindered                      Flattened                          Freezing

Acid                                   Steppe                              Dusk

                   Modern Effigies 

A whole days-worth ruined in puddles of thought

Collecting around the edge of the desk; that feeling when you know, you blew it.

Lines on existence on the radio on the horizon waking to disharmony

The ever-present feeling that you got it wrong; that it was always wrong.

Murmurs                    seeding                                      flux

Plaintiff                      song-lines                                 flicker

Timbral                      spectres                                    ferrous 

 

To what our degraded minds think; a concept of self

Based on old bits of wood and twine wrapped in a fur ball.

 

Secret                         energy                                  ghost

Resume                     distant                                   temple

Sound                        nuclear                              Roman

 

Saturnine buckle chilling events so far humming stasis of polythene skylights

Curriculum death studies; vitae not enough unfortunately gasping guppy dangles.

 

Creosote                     lightning                            grease

Left wing                    obliging                             discharged

Ouija board                sacrosanct                           cravings

 

 

 

Small town Elvis wheel spinning over modernist blockade think

Juiced extracted Margate on sea retro gig torch light misdirection.

 

Magnate                 freak                           horror-light

Quest                      bramble                      folk

Funk                       mildewed                   smell

 

Casiotone arpeggiator reflux hut; inside a Heidegger look alike

Coaxing mirrors offer the forest clearing closer to being God-like.  

 

Jam                            can                               hurt

Mam                           ham                             shirt

Damn                          slam                           yurt

 MORE, OR LESS?

The deadliest day inhales once then out through the mouth

The moment of muscle pressure from thoughts beginning to aerated end.

 

Washing                      life                                  grease

Dishes                         dream                             alone

Second                        conquest                          alive

 

Distilled anger rising steam coted Burger King starling on my wing mirror

You coaxed it now it’s fucked probably because you wanted it that way.

Steel                            shake                               wound

Ground                       extra-large                       near the forest

Mucus                        seduced                             off ramp  

 

Hippie killer hates waste material essence raw scent depleted market

Cancelled festival agoraphobic disconnect secure hospital drug regime.

 

Fantasy                        half-light                       grow room

Kingdom                     rusted                           submerged

Release                         iced                              disciple 

 

 

 

Small                         movements                  crumbling

Sharp                         momentum                  wakeful

Disenfranchised        methods                       thanking 

 

The way she talked to the animals made me physically sick.

Distracted by the crackle of crushed plastic; please don’t ask me how I am.

 

 

 

VECTORS OF INFECTION 

 

Inconsequential meanderings gaunt unfocused wanderings delightful

Cheese tasters  toasters upturned murmurings disconsolate mumblings

Find                         good                                             semi-detached

Great                       ballast                                           pigment

Strength                  muscle                                          phlegm

 

Nice angle good body vibes magic string part wisdom bon-viveur

Floppy waster wishes singular folk swoon juicy bit rates

Boon                     wit                                                spume

Gone                    strain                                             heavy

Rival                   gusset                                             party 

 

 

Disperse music hounds viscid Kino amusement carrier watchful nuts

Nostrum eternal seaside waste ground arcade bullion whiplash storm front

 

Flip-out                         dough nut                               cast

Orion                            cummerbund                          minority

Liquorice                      syntax                                    jelly

 

 

 

 

Hegemonic balsam harmony growing lichen steps withhold arbitration

Guest room rotted out gut-less freelance scare monger daily rate

 

Belly                           pan-handle                              frigid

Laugh                         spectrum                                 wrapper

Gross                          goose                                      bids

 

Guess the wind chime’s faithful vector distinguished time lapse

Plated ensign meta-data greenstone synopsis bloated corpse line

 

Homotaxial                gore                                      release

Murex                        fatal                                       ellipsis

Life                            zoned                                     panini 

 

 

 

 

LEAVING THE PLANET NOW

Thrown behind metal scrapings box car winnings; google map travellers. 

“Leaving the planet now!”, 

hollered

 musk ox roam in blizzards mercantile, providence meandering to sport a concise crib. 

You know the importance of democracy the wing of its circumference in cuneiform radiance, national treasure entombed in hostile binds, barely dawn cracks of light imprints on the memory tap.  

Self-diagnosis hypno-tonic alight, begin rope walk rain-dance stuttering tradition inside welcome spirits welcome all come within out of the cold.

Succumb to madness let it subsume echoing down history walls, sonic bounce the marbled halls all the merciless dissonance of the world tumbling limpid into grey warrens of without. “Begin to trust” they say and so we must to continue knowing what we do about value; it is our duty to understand these markets. Skittering without tumulus enclave maps the burial chamber exactly right, yes it makes sense that they would live that way. Double farewell now

drugged waking

reaches out another day

feel for hand holds

Slowly ascend 

Up, look down once .

 granules of soft grains replace hardened habits some harbour dark arts

make essential living forever as if in a fearless fever you know it never ends

it is neverending.

  MUSEUM DAYS

A terrific ice storm of intense magnitude swept up.

We set out my boy and I lurching forwards and back on rails to make connections between

Old haunts – distant memories appear on streets where failing eyes give just a mirage and semaphore signals on the horizon are like so many wind farms.

Out the back a slowly decomposing rat with clenched claws the size of a baby’s fist

She said, probably dumped overnight by foxes they treat our garden like

It was their own. Watching an old film most of the people in it

Must be dead.  city of somebody else’s memories, anterior rituals wake

your life flashing; hand held instant melancholia. 

Dull righteousness flaming in the land, practices that drown out excitement put out fires.

 

THOSE THAT KNOW

Good riddance to whatever shift breaks a line 

Over this morning’s shit.

Or to put it another way: your fucked.

Re housed now in luxury serotonin dry out tank

For self-obsessed losers whose are those empty bottle 

Bliss floats cold in the bone about the head

Twizzle those toes flex the fingers face it

Fucked.

 

100% CONVINCED OF THE AFTERLIFE

Storm gulls on line

river songs boats

Of all sizes, the ‘Orca’ smooth

Killer. Light incense dance

Around fur begin the half light

bin men below child’s chatter 

minimalism without knowing ellipsis 

belly folds flute flourishing speaker stack

rinse repeat.

Instant coffee tops off the zazen key disarray fortune 

Of hungry ghosts fleeing under the sofa up into 

The loft to make space rising now airborne convinced

That they exist.

 

THE RED GOAT

Red fur green

eyes massive horns.

Sinking pleasure boat loves no government

One looks on derelict but with hot smoke 

Fumes driving towards the centre point of 

A disease that we fear 

Living inside our bodies

The same capital that lives 

Outside our bodies; you think by knowing this

And writing a poem about it that maybe your

Life won’t end it tragedy 

This could be 

so, you scratch away at the surface

to see if you’re a winner.

 

OVERNIGHT MEETS

I dreamt of Prynne on roller skates. 

Khaki shorts, white shirt. In his prime, probably just getting those 

first replies from Olson.

The young acolyte and the father

watching for submission 

breathing pressure 

the skull afraid 

 saying do not 

fear the darkness

go forwards 

there are three grins to guide you

they glow; that scene at the forest bus stop

the acorn drops on Totoro’s head

and he sneezes

phnneeshshshaaaa.

 

RAPID WRIST RESPONSE

 

 

Sore forms, distressed hoover operating smoothie grasp The Mother, signal fired loch tragedy nearly worn, sun burnt flaneur of the epistemic car park development, straight ahead divine intervention technicolour of weary failed 1960’s pirate movie featuring the world’s most miserable comedian; next casting quoted belly fat regroups, spongiform tincture penny fare poor cow; the walls of damp encased in mass gulp the green good save a forestry commission pay back hostile jeopardy;  gouge out new strain swollen river bank tufted tops shy smile jogging bottoms. Up before the dog walker race and the oversized puffer jacket first responders look deep into the smart well. Pleistocene regroup over pad the wanderers channel forge striates to fake waste gasp at influx, timed out bird swung rivet imposture found net reduction in spare time to belong; enjoy bolthole  gristle of parasitic rotten apple existence.

 

Timed embouchure to come good and quick without witness. Potted stoop flex from inside kiln shaft; cutting stone on Shabbat. Tilting ground wards indifferent flood-plain detangled free flexed muscle tone inference together with second charm pleasure density of fluorescent seed scout. In time it will become necessary to recognise these new ways of Being; of believing. This one hopes, will replace the void at the heart of secular life. If so then we should withhold our debt and increase awareness of other’s speculation to forge new links with the afterlife. A system that forms a radial symmetry is as good as any; can form over time under progressive layers of sediment to induce a rich crust mantle display that is as forgiving as it is benevolent.

 

IT COULD BE FUNNY

 

If you rearranged it so

Erased by art in the hollows of the hollow

Find it.

 

SCHEME OF THOUGHT FOR DISCOUNT

 

Scheme of thought                                                                 If  it could only be

break down wisdom                                                               and you know what distracts

over long breath                                                                     distant sandwiches askance

in the pit of                                                                              a blow to the head

the stomach life gives                                                             finished before we’ve even begun

over to so much. Pressure across                                           becoming a world spaced out

now lie down.                                                                          over a rush of air. 

Diverse frozen goals                                                              my blood pressure and a crow’s

forward dried poppy heads                                                    low noise covered with spray

a new blind that works                                                          overcoming adversity phone in

the violent splash of a speeding motor                                 or you can text your thought’s

conversational piece about feeling low                               feel it flow through your body

discount is out there now rush to                                        no point in worrying use it

find it.                                                                                  for discount.

 

 

  

 

 

BOA CONSTRUCTION

Not about regret

Centre satisfaction Atman forward

fold.                                                            Egrets

landing stance ill gotten chance unity because fate this way.

If so then please take the time to diagnose. Liberal tarmac breaks the muddied fringe.

Follow your heart rate; notice every nod and murmur to be 

discrete but believe you are purposed. >>>>>>>>>>>

It becalms to answer so what, stop control face divert storm front gathering hail.

Bags of waste recycled waste.

Livery of  purple aloft trance solid boulder uncertain come through chance overt small

decisive movements just to keep afloat.