20 March 2012
Leave Me Be
My spring is wound
Way too tight
I’m on the fight or flight
The roaches beneath my skin
Are threatening to do me in
I’ve reached a certain velocity
It’s an animal ferocity
.
I can’t sit still
I think I’m ill
I pace the floor
Make for the door
But out or in
I’m stuck on a pin
I can’t get free
Just let me be
.
I’m rotating left then right
There is no peace in sight
I’m spinning like a top
I don’t think I can stop
I’m struggling for breath
I might catch my death
.
I can’t sit still
I think I’m ill
I pace the floor
Make for the door
But out or in
I’m stuck on a pin
I just can’t get free
So please let me be
.
19 March 2012
Fungaloid
Travel me
Unravel me
Baffle me
Turn me out
Fix me with a fungal crown
Pump it inPour it out
Rub it on
Inhale – exhale
Spark it up
Snuff it out
Skin it back
Tear it down
Anoint my head
With manna from heavenSpike me upward
Drag me down
Ball my lightning
Take me under
Turn me on
Turn me around
Innovate
With my confusion
Make me whole
If not holy
Bake me outside
In the sun
.
18 March 2012
My Old Man
Meat and two veg
On a formica table
Jim Reeves and distant drums
Twenty Kensitas Club
An ashtray full of dog ends
India Pale Ale and glass of rum
Plastic teeth in a grimace
The smell of Brylcream
A splash of Old Spice
And a clout round the lug
Tailored suits immaculate
And cuban heeled boots
Off to see a man about a dog
He was hard as nails
My old man
.
11 March 2012
Paint Me Yellow
10 March 2012
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