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