Walking - Talking

Harry’s just stolen a piano
So I’m walking in the other
Direction. Sometimes I squint
As my shoe soles – black
Tip-tap, tip-tap down
Where does the mud come
From, when there is no
rain? The sun shines when it
Feels like 3 degrees and
I’m so cold my heart might
Freeze to my coffee cup, I


Could’ve held that cup forever, but
Then – the use of a cup without my
Reflection in my shoes? Don’t, doesn’t
Match my coat the fact is I should’ve
Worn another coat.
But I’m warm when
The comfortable smack of the aroma
of the brownness of the hot cake. Brioche
with oceans of chocolate chips. And
a handful of sugar puffs. I’m really into
Sugar Puffs.

-

A girl with acid hair and all the essence of a small
Angry pin badge fallen from a distant-smelling t-shirt
In a mosh pit trampled by 200, is a 15-year-old’s
Self-conscious, unbroken Dr Marten’s.
I wear it,
I wear it. I wear mine with all the same wreckage you
Wear yours.

-

Everything on a line is here to help, if I were, say,
To put my neck on the line, hang up the washing
On a out-side washing line, drop you a line, online
Everything is online to help, not confuse.
But I saw a
Blog about men who wear tights and, I’ll be honest
Now, I do not get it “Mantyhose” There’s something
Wrong, there’s something so I complain about
Having a headache and missing the bus or some
Made up shit like that and then I sit on your chair
And eat a whole bread + butter pudding I made last
Night, wondering
How fat would I get if I only ate cake?


-

A girl she has fake auburn eyes to match her
Red PVC boots and lint-smelling smile. So
stressful I thought my nose started to bleed-

But it was just
Running. Because it’s
Cold.
I watch a hand move to her face and hear it.
mumbles follow waters and other things
I can hear she’s crying right.
Were you that girl, I mean
Was that girl you?
And I keep thinking how she must’ve gotten
Dressed this morning, how you might use a
Mascara wand with all those tears pouring out
Like someone else’s alarm, only it’s yours and
You never realised until the morning and by that
Time everyone’s already pretty angry with you.

-

There I am, so I wish that I am there, with my
Whimsicality and teenage smoke-filled hot pink
Mouth. With them, with their apartheid of agelessness
And satin eyes, I am. With something in my hands
And a dent in my thigh where my keys are pressing
Through my pocket. Your cheeks burning as hard
And red as the first cigarette.
I told myself today
That I certainly don’t smoke enough (Gauloises)
Or drink enough (Scotch) to be a proper poet. But
I’m told when you’re 21 and you feel like there must
Be some exception because I’m different and

Then someone asks for your ID and
You’re just a nobody or you hold a
Book and something maybe a baby
It’s holding your own brain and seeing
That actually, it’s ugly and gross and
Surprisingly full of grey, some black
Leather hole in the wallet of a universe

You Singular

Beat. Bang heat hot one.
Lingering thing with a long long long
The beat. Beaten track thick and waiting. And waiting waiting long.
Birthday ribbon.
A
I am hot.
Me
I am hot
A hot one, bang beaten beaten.
On the track been beaten, been beaten on the track repeating.
In-trin-sic-ally.

Right that right that right song that wrong.
That try that one, that one, try that on, that bang, that bang
A a a a. A one. That is A a, a. A that is one.
A one, hot. A hot that is a. A one that is one that is one.
A small a small small, is all
Only one in a hot hole crowded by croissants and hot buttered small small, is all.
Only one one in a small crowd hounded by loud and fast in a hot buttered small small.
Who, and what one own, one on own, owned by none. On own is one and only. So.

It’s longer than one long long long like the waiting and the taking of the long line of a shallow one, a. the LongLong. Thick and sweet like a long wait in a hollow beaten track.
Smack like a long call in a large hall tracked in a long tall waiting waiting waiting.
So much to say say so much with waiting closed mouth hollow. Thick and sweet like a smack in the closed hollow mouth. Hot and follow with a flit thick like the sweet of a long track that beaten track. That smack in the long, long, long so hot so hot like this like love like a long hollow hole. No no no no role it’s a right much of a long tall waiting like waiting waiting like waiting. Here here hot and small like a hollow hole, with only this waiting waiting, filling smacked in the mouth with waiting waiting. Falling waiting waiting, here waiting waiting th- waiting waiting.

That Chair

Because there are so many
Because we are so few
And the same, and the same, and the same, and the
Same, and with a coat, the same
one without.
And this. A red hug
a bed. A red bed. Hug the bed, all red.
Except the legs.
The squashy, the the bouncy wealth.
the wealth, that bounce.
The same same same and the same big and
same big and the same and the same
big red hug.
Like the one with the coat, but without it coat.
And the same's not the red bed hug.
That's the way, facing towards
facing away
facing the same way not towards not away.
Facing in a big red
a big red bus. Small, no bus.
Amputee, four, without facing away.
Little amputee
like a hug in a haystack
not stacked.
Without the arms so the arms can't be stacked
without the stack so the stacks can't be arms
without the stack so the arms can't be arms
without the arms so the arms can't be arms
without the arms so the arms can't be stacks
stacks of arms, arms of stacks in the hug in the
haystack like an armful of hugs and an
armful of haystacks like a haystack of arms
Without the arms so the stacks can't be arms.

Walking Up Escalators

On the tube
You're one of two -
You either don't
Or you do.

Viagra

Resigned from all clubs. The birds were singing thought,
all problems can be solved. Can't we falls throughout the
year. Earthquakes occur nearly stanzas. They have the same
feasts once a quarter permit me to speak my mind, i think
i could be exactly, hastings continued. That's precisely
not thought out the answer. She turned towards but suppose
i go into school and say, who sunk thick together, dish
the head, and put the sauce be a vein of nobility in the
man, after all, that t, t, thought emily· one has to it's
all very many ghosts, or else squatted down in rows beside.

While

The waterfall
has no
edge, no
points, and falls
dismissively
eternally
into a universe
of cousins and daughters.

People you once knew.
Let it fall
uninterrupted, the first
birdsong
and all of the things
that build
beauty

Dewy spirals and blades
at your feet
always.

Nice...

This came to me...  Well, actually, it came to Tim. But I stole it.

Schmooes, abe! Morris cried. The fiddle ain't the crowded
hall before him. The uproar of his suppose you're quite
a great lady in these parts eh? now liquor, and close on the
head. 2. Pare them and representations on the subject, while
they were and the hallporter helping me up here. I say,
i thought it was very delicately done. Very delicately heard
what sounded like the mew of a kitten, just.