May 2009
2 posts
Wound Up
Tight at
The back
To the front
Taught as white on white
Or grey on black
Covering no distance
The opposite of ‘trophy’
Signed
and Sealed
Locks filled
Hi-Hat not Snare
But snared
Dry blood
Rust
and Crackers
Book Soundtrack
Digital This
and That
Nobody ever wrote
a Sound-track
to a Book.
Did they?
April 2009
2 posts
“I spent all of my time (and money)
on words & shit.
Underground got a bit...”
– Words & Shit
Just In Case
Just in case I forget Or don’t remember Or delay Or slip on my mind I’d like you all to know; That neither I Nor you Nor anything Matters.
March 2009
8 posts
Pair
Ideally
She would know more about Art
Than me
More about Love
Than me
But less about Life
Than me
We could pair
Like socks
Covering the same body
Walking in the direction
of happiness
The Narrows
Lost in The Narrows
Leaning slightly forward
One hand on nature's wall
One down my pants
To stop myself being sick.
It works.
That's life
in The Narrows
I Love This Guy
I love this guy
- he sent me a canvas picture
- he sent me one on special paper;
of some dude
I love this guy
-so much
In his time of need
I sent him a sprawling blank epic
I Ripped two pages out
Justified it
And Kissed It
Posted it
Watched it go
That’s how much
I love this guy
Money
Money
Is Greed
Plus Maths.
For some; an unfortunate sum
For me;
Sometimes a mountain,
Sometimes a stile
Often just something to tread on
Not like the ground
More like a sock.
Blood
Too much
Blood
Some of it leaked
Out of my nose
Like Forrest Gump
in White-Blue-Red
Nike Cortez Fly Motion
“Ignorance is shit.”
– Ignorance is shit.
The Moon Is Free
I couldn’t think
Or act
for days.
I was told
that grass doesn’t grow
on a busy road
So there I was
going from A to B
to F, to U, to C, to K, to ‘!’
and back again.
I put some cushions down
and saw;
the moon is free
Friday Night
Doom and Gloom;
All week.
But then Friday Night
Lights everything up
Before a vacant Saturday
and an anxious, weak end.