We sit on balconies – Watch life flash by – Wind flickers – Red curtain waves – Red fire alarm sits beside door – Break glass – Operate switch – Create disaster… I wear a sign around my neck – “Out of Order” I promise myself that I will always swim – Never drown –…
Month: January 2020
liberate us from the tyranny of the useful
the dish washer sings bliss french doors swing vermeer floors violin bar chords mostly the xylophone incidentally on a soundtrack some rudimentary cartoon; wilfully simple. don’t do what i have done shot pool w drunks in the House, pissed on the velvet green to mark my territory, draw the curtain of sleep o horror…
at the Victoria flower garden
the tulips gay serenade the highway, slip contiguous w hiss, my pathways. it’s an idea – fixe: it fits my circumstance- s, the mood i’m in – days roll the sky & this is what eternity is what it feels when hands come together. shoot my mouth off but i’m not…
PreReversion
I’d been using tasteless opioid downers for painting abstracts and when they ran out I extracted the poppy from the pain -killer, the power from the -cetamol and the spoon almost stands in the coffee. So when I picked up one of his books, a posthumous reissue from the enviable place of continuous readership it…