We both go outsideduring the break for a cigarette.Look at each other and you give a quick nod upwardsmeaning ‘You got anything to say yet?’ In the film since, I would have played my role:walked towards you, taken a dragand said something like ‘You want to go out?’looking into your eyes as you draw on …
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Johnny Bizarre
Post office posts his collage facesto random names and places.When he’s not inspired he’s out of sortsbut when he is, he posts all kinds from his multi-faceted fort. He gets upset cos he can’t tell the differencebetween a compliment and an insultand has mood swings like a child in a playgroundas he blames himself cos …
Catcrobatics
In a field not far away and nearer than it’s far,a team of cats are practicing in Circuslandia.Props for paws are all set out for them to do their tricks,Daring furry exploits in a moggy mayhem mix. A giant plastic foot for them to wrap their claws around,to then leap from, in unison, and twist …
Butterflies (It’s alright)
Music purists with a mess in their veinsspew out needle-injected words from their precious brains.Blabbing-about-nothing and soon-to-be forgettable socialitesdodgem-car roll at smoky jokes that waft off to canned laughter into noisy nights. If anything gets heavy,it’s alright ‘cos it’s only temporaryand butterflies in a bellybeep faint signs of life by the hospital’s bedside telly. Into …
goes without saying
it’s midnight, and if i’m not pissedi don’t think i spoke to anyone today.maybe the odd shopkeeper or tobacconistbut i kept myself mostly out the way.
Out on the Town
On its numerous outings, it’s wreaked havocamong the rest of the field with its zigzagging.Inebriated on its own exuberance, if stuckon the inside, its recklessness in getting itself free can be staggering. Some, indeed, have even called for it to be barred,fearing it could be the harbinger of a 1928 rerun.It’s a sobering thought that …
Around the Country
As bell-ringing staff last orders pourcat-walking workers out on all fourssocialites wear their best social whirland binge-drinkers down their necks as a party piece past the clock and over the hillto a secret hideaway for a thrillwhere check-out girls dressed for the tillhand themselves in to the metropolitan police whose confiscated toys come tumblingover the …
Alliteration’n’National Anthemology
One of my most military memories I remember is a memorable memorial on Remembrance Day.There were flags unfurled flaunting fighter-jets frolicking overhead with flowery smoke in the fray.Previously primed primary school children with chalk chatted and chomped on their rationed chocolatewith high-flying lowlifes leading lowly folk longing to follow a philosophy, or any old cold …
In My Own Little World
in my own little worldi’m not such a nerd (as i can be)in my own little worldwhat you’d call absurd becomes reality all the girls fall at my feetand pop stars are just people on my streeti don’t want no morewhatever i fancy i click my fingers for in my own little worldi get fame …
Secondary Canteen
The teachers sat on the same table.They had no choice, however undesirable.We always sat next to who we wanted toand budged up if we got next to anyone who had nowhere else to sit or wasn’t itOr had fleas or some social disease.You took your plastic white trayAnd perused the menu of the day; Whatever …
A Pretty Kettle of Poetry 