(2014)
social technology seems to dehumanise
I sent you a form, you sent it back, not enough paperwork, the wrong kind of tax. I send you a message,
Out There: everything waits. half lit sheds, and fields of sheep, an ambling man,
Sit a while with me if you will Take the strain off your weary mind, you, have too much on your plate, wait, lets have tea and
There, in glistening half-light a spider feels the dawn languid flies forget they’re born life loses a fight A newly unfurled a petal
The page was waiting like the dark liquid poured itself luminous in the night-time dim orange shed, orange head full of unburnt connections
We dream of nothing sleepwalk to the end speak to no-one only pretend In front of my eyes is a picture
You are just a rock stopped, still, avoided as time passes and mocks, with looking-back laughs... ...and you sink, forgotten
Quiet is the whisper the first confess in an ear close to midnight when others are at rest A secret kiss in darkness
Life rolls, in the sway, the ebb and flow of all matter Every pebble treasure is from the… Who cares?! One time
This morning’s focus is lost in my head This morning’s traffic made another one dead This morning’s talking points
Silence but for the ebb and flow of echos in a stilling mind reaching for a pause
All this talk, this chatter, this… back scratching, arse scratching v… bitching, territory marking, point… people boring, tit for tat, straig… out of touch, poker faced
Speak softly in the night for shadows cast in these inverse… frost the flowers in the soul Do not allow phantom predatory circular thought…
Let the children sleep, so the world is eroded before our eyes alone by the anger, famine, bomb and war… of the bean-counting machines.
Striding with purpose I pass the perfume “No thanks” past glitter doll eyes and boxes to die for