Thursday 7 January 2016

RIP DAN FANTE / I HID IN MOOCH



  in
  the
terrifying gap-trap 
my
lunch hour had become
i
read
Mooch

  in
  the
howling fantasies 
of
a
repeating 3 AM breakdown
i
read
Mooch

in the bare bustle of hospital canteen
and
in the stale bed of mornings night
i
HID
in 
Mooch
  
  to not be caught
in
the
slipstreams out there

  to beat the forces
  and
  the
  knots they tied
  
  deep 
  inside

  from skylightbooks.podbean.com

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