Monday 26 March 2018

of us, our defences

head the alarm 
          shop shredded, 
       you are stops 
       off nothing 
      which fire pales
surrounded by little else 
 to give up and 
     to be given in 
the ones opposite 
        are scorched off 
and to bright stop
       the pure form of change 
we see and fall as in 
light stacked 
         up in zeroes

Monday 5 March 2018

Sunday 4 March 2018

a fat lot (draft/unfinished)

In the ground 
       the axis crowding
still smoke of fire like
then know to 
indole choice

fall graft tour
gap flickers blades 
airways snipped barely 
soon labour tip
 in the draft clatter 

mean must be known 
out of time 
unseen the absent 
   indifferent procession
into line 

is a perk chocking away 
and it suffers 
a fat lot quicker
than sleeping machines 

so run at plight 
sound felt 
to turn 
appetite cut 
to become 
sausage machine, 
hands as sharp
as any quality
of life index,
a weapon

Thursday 1 March 2018