(2014)
social technology seems to dehumanise
Just don’t forget me, I’ll do anything, cover myself in jelly, If it’ll keep me on your telly. I won’t talk about babies in bunke…
Damn and blast and house arrest Before the lungs fail Ring-a-ring-a-roses No playing kids Blind-eye playground test
A raucous laugh on a cigarette gus… A petal falling between the cracks… Playground bottles high as kites, What kids we’ve become. Doing time in the cells of mind,
Out There: everything waits. half lit sheds, and fields of sheep, an ambling man,
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
Quiet is the whisper the first confess in an ear close to midnight when others are at rest A secret kiss in darkness
The page was waiting like the dark liquid poured itself luminous in the night-time dim orange shed, orange head full of unburnt connections
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.
Vanquished, the night slides from… those cruel games over. In the thin sliver of winter warm this unkempt heir rose, clung close by the odour of night-…
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
I sent you a form, you sent it back, not enough paperwork, the wrong kind of tax. I send you a message,
30,000ft life support this thin walled impro-bubble Moulded curves sealed in air, buckled to chair
Just a drop In the ocean Pretty pearl of glass Infinite reeling colours Inside
Love is a secret word whispered between dirty fights found under the covers of moonligh… tight into ears from lips to soul
The forest mist sits out of the car early man unsits from his car into boots on the groaning mouth of the boot