AFTER READING 1 - FOUR POPS ( WHILE ENGLANDS DREAMING )

( after reading poetry bogside i wrote - )


1. DUH

in the fear 
of a down and out doormouse
charity sponsored
by an alley cat

there is poetry

in the fog horn pink dawn
in your winter glove

there is poetry


2. LOVEMEAT

a kind of music gets in the words
its like light thru cracks
dawn thru a bullethole

and i can see beyond 
the rope and the gallows
and i can see outside 
the hammer and the anvil

a kind of foodchain gets in the words
poems are like animals
hot mammals at rest or rage

they can turn a man to stone
lovemeat in their teeth



3. PLUMBING SINGS

i read the rooming house madrigals
in the 6 am bathroom

the cat eats his treats
in the hallway

he lays his lazy arse down

the plumbing sings a song
and while englands dreaming
the plumbing will sing tomorrow
its truer song
just the same


4. CORTISOL AND CREAM

i read hitler painted roses
in my grandmothers old chair
the one dorothy used to perch on
like a tiny bird

and out there
there is lightning 
over the river
beyond the bungalow horizon

and out there
there is a storm horizon
like smudged mascara 
a stripe in the jammed tv sky

and the sails of my drydock argo
are wild with typos and cortisol 
whipped up with wind and cream