Friday, 13 September 2019

hypercritical

hypercritical 

posit now, how each generation,
proclaim that love be the critical factor,
that is feeding this fast-breeder reactor;
running forever without attenuation, 
even in the self-consuming fires,
of all that the selfish gene desires. 

Tuesday, 10 September 2019

feverfew

feverfew 

yes the schoolyard 
the big yard
the one at the top
with the steps down to 
the bottom yard the one
with the two shelters and
the door to sixty year old
kisses in the cloakroom 

yes i remember it as if it
was tomorrow and we were singing 
  one more day of sin 
  one more day of sorrow 
  one more day in this lousy old dump 
  for we are breaking up tomorrow 

do you remember

MR SPEAKER

MR SPEAKER 

order order
in any particular order 
there is there 
order order

Monday, 9 September 2019

Said ...

Said ...

All behind like Brown’s cows (mum)

Half a crown postal order 
and a thruppeny stamp.
An ounce of Golden Virginia
and a packet of cigarette papers. (Dad)

He thinks his shit is chocolate. (Mum)

Old so and so - he died! (Dad)

Never say:
Up Mike’s behind the wall paper!
Or gor blimey!
Laughing leads to crying.(mum)

(Mum and Dad) 
No sooner said - than dead.

What can I say?

Martyn

With me, John, Dave, and Ray,
all the talk is of yesterday;
when dear Martyn made it five,
and would do so now, if he were still alive.
So raise your glasses to the four of us,
and to Martyn’s spirit on the early bus;
while me, John, Dave, and Ray,
remember many a better day.


Saturday, 7 September 2019

dear old england

dear old england 

dear old england 
you are in my bones
deep and hard
a patriotic unicorn
a cabal that
stirs the marrow
of harrow and eton 
all those
mountains of the moon
at the sunset of our
hopes and prayers
oh god
it does and all

with mute tears
i sink to my knees

Hook, line and sinker

Hook, line and sinker

What paternoster have I swallowed,
that has hooked me in the guts, through
this skein of skin? Such a fine
thread that holds me be-muscled 
to the rock’s jest, seething with 
its promises for tomorrow, 
and the words that will set words free.