Wednesday 16 August 2017

YESTERDAYS EDITS



when 

was 
solidstate & sarcastic
going faster miles an hour
i
was
a
streetside clothes horse
rapping elastic
in the mojo midnight
unsane
up
the
rec ground
climbing frame

harebrained in denim and nowhere free


~



& when i was a teflon pan
was an echo chamber 
of feedback & warehouse labour

filtered 
with 
hearsay
from thirty years away

denying
the
frying
inside

~

& when i shorted out
out of the simmer pot
& into the blue stove flames
i
became
a
flagellating phoenix
combing for codeine
in the dead gold drift wood
on
the
kitchen granite causeway

& i asked for oxy
in the new wave vault
for
all
the
ultra waves
from out the catchup tv

~


& now im an open book

with a split & busted spine

i

am
all 
water stained & edged with brown
with dried up 
slo-mo go-go glands

playing canute in the bathtub

with a heel in the plughole
medicated right-side-up
&
john woo shootout slow

my index awol

& anyway
its written
in 
hanging chad braille



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