Friday 24 February 2017

Sorrynotsorry


Banana is bleeding already
Fucking Nero typical
Bigger blast radius of breasts
Bitter boys shedding skinny jeans
Spitting shrieking screaming warriors
Still looking resplendently puffy
First in the lineation of priorities
Whether for prison passports
Or prize winning tactile tantrums


Propaganda awards for troubled teens 

Friday 17 February 2017

The Funeral


Cotton starch stench
Sea whipped to floss frenzy
Cobwebs bursting forward free
Endless intimate infinity
Contained.

Stringing along sorrow
Twang twat
Tears freeze eyeballs still
But dare not impeach
Sting or bite

Stained sheets
Damp legs
Screaming
The sureness ache of hunger
Left.

Scale the stream of colour
twisting out of view
(up and down bleating: a heart monitor)
each filled with a
vacuum
happiness burns brighter than a tear but it leaves a better tear

the stage was torn down
a billion tiny fistfuls of letters


no more lines are left 

Friday 3 February 2017

The coffee cliché





Fear coffee burning lips. Already scared scared by the matriarchal punishment of general teeth. Bursting forward to siege the mouth, searing seizing agony that lasts a briefness eye blinker. Try to guard the way with hypocritical stained bone, marinating in the fizz of the fight between what you want, what you need and what will kill you in the best most bright way. Today death is the harder option, with up paid bills and a missing credit score. Tomorrow brings a new hopeful sun kissed sky that bludgeons book ends and un tongue tipped words. Don’t even enjoy the taste, just the heat and the eye punches open. Woke. Past tense. Sleep now tighter frightened of the big bad pig that crosses territories  into safe hospices. Scarf clad, boot decked, cup clasped, hat tipped figures litter nightmares. Documenting your fall from fast paced hope to the langsam lofty ideals of sleeping on the parentals sofa.