Good morning

First world, first world
cat bowl in the microwave
metal cat bowl and radiation,
floating past humiliation.
Welcome to the second world,
first world,
first world,
what a good morning.
Fist world.

Vermont

Festive

it all turned out.

Hacked in mid-motion

and going nowhere, briefly.

But festive. My ears were up.

And I was bright and I was

not volatile to

post-meal surprise:

stripped messages of denial,

naysayers in the knapsack

and brought on and kept going

but not being fed our inappropriate

acquisitions.

What is dry and knotted

and straw sinew

and burning.

I've suffered for the little that I see,

but I am glad I see you doing this.

I am glad that there is nothing

wrong with us.

Finally.

Slight affirmation but it's

a soggy fire and a tent by headlight

and a petulant car.

Shower exchange,

rock interaction,

unlikely keeper,

a view,

and no-one, and no-one,

no third wheel,

and no-one,

no third wheel and

one

by

one.

Nothing is wrong with us.

I held on to the wheel, a suck of relief,

and thought about that as the weather turned

and we drove gamely on.

mystery money

Shy oligarch game hen.

Mushroom shuffling,

ardent pen pushing,

unwise dreaming,

game hen.

Distracted again,

it pushes the button.

Things are happening.

Wild, unprecedented things.

Mouths are open, bogged up with mistakes,

little nests of some discrepancy or other.

The crowd is stuck in mid-air.

The crowd is going wild.

Their minds are bolted.

It cannot be.

Game-pen stops what it is doing,

looks up,

blinks wildly,

and continues as usual.

The crowd is in tears.

whthf

Just happened?

Built on repetition infinitesimal.

A sometime legacy stands on it.

But what the...?

Why are you standing on it?

But phoning it in?

Phoning it in?

Phoner.

Boss

Years later,

we seemed to cross paths

inside the Virgin business class lounge.

I should have said hello.

Whatever.

I was out of it.

I thought I had swine flu.

I like to talk about how I first did coke with you.

How you met a lawyer online and

had a sadomasochistic relationship with him.

Years before,

it was playful enough.

But I think something deep seated and spiteful

reared up

when you passed me that dog suit

and instilled in me the nature

of hard work.

My mum did that already

with a stupid hospital laundry job.

Covered in shit.

Thanks a bunch, mum.

I once cleaned encrusted milk product off the pipes

of a dairy.

Thanks,

a

BUNCH!

You could have had me scraping gum off the floor,

or kicking the professors back into line.

I mean, anything really.

Do you know how I made it look like

I was doing overtime?

More fool you!

I was glumly looking at porn.

Hmm.

P- Jon B

Sacked

Upended

Tortoise

Full

of

Eggnog

Intuit

Escarpment

Fresh t-shirt

Condensation

Future remittance

Uncertainty

Percocet

Finishing sweat the

Morning stopped

I love

My empath

Ooh.

Need the stalls!

cooling

I can't read what it says in a gulp,

can't make heads nor tails of it.

I can't know if I can unscrew a baton

and pop a few things in it, can't tell,

is it appropriate?

To open up a baton and

weigh it down with stuff,

just so you know it's there?

That it is something,

that I wouldn't take nothing,

that I didn't run on (with) nothing,

that I know endless circling is not

perpetual motion,

that it puts nothing in our mouths.

Unnaturally smoothed faces,

smoothing all over me.

Myself, somewhat contained, not smoothing over.

Not given to smoothing.

Raspberries, ripples, earnest, undeniable.

It works for me and if I could be the first cipher,

then great.

But I'm the other-

uncomplicated, stood aside,

the will of a will to please.

Genuflection

Taking a knee, taking it for granted

and just taking it.

Reckoning with efficiency,

rote dissection - inabilities.

Not knowing how to believe or when

it is time to stop believing about things

like making people interested about doing things

in groups.

Umbra

It settles during the night

and quietly goes about the business of

becoming a bitter fruit.

This shrewd sapling does not want to float boats

nor does it really care.

It grows slow

is unmoved by everything

will cast us all aside.

It is unmolested by radar

a pygmy doubt of the day

in deep cover at night

gone rogue by morning.

a summing up

strapped in paratrooper's mind wanders dimly

my last thoughts on this earth this could all be

what it is and i was rushed into this

and i, it's unexpected, this

and i, propelled unto this.

and strapped in mind admits defeat sadly,

that it is the job of other minds to reduce the sum of a person to its parts

during prolonged absence, chiding the lean years

we become so stressed

and it is always over exits.

slack as wk

1. Unbelievableqi
2. It's new years day
3. A v a Mari
4. TwP elephants,
5. Talking to NFC
6. BI can stop lollim
7. Yes he su
8. Mmmmm
9. Well I xoulxxt
10. That's ok
11. Watch it cone bac
12. Aquaan
13. Tosses wb
14. 
    

You mace have w I think rather guy in the new next to me is excited

The A aa sybarite in my room has totally given himself

Over to the pursuit of tugging perfection into a shoe of his choice he sounds perfect

Pulchritude

Bodiezzz, bodies in moooootion!

Body, the body the body

Bodies flying. Bodies not flying.

Sacked bodies, grounded.

Life staved off.

I was sad, I was sad I seemed to

Have acquired a taste for hi-life.

Now I'm sort of played out

Castin' out the years

Scratchy acetate

Coming straight at you

Sadness, gummed up snake,

Heads down hill blocking.

Blocked, yet you are here.

No slippage, you and I.

Barely a flutter of it.

Eyeball

Paucity, weak tum, thick stub on a pressure point,

Queer limit and a guide, for me, so that I may know it.

It could be an interesting night move, a French joke.

Bridal Belt

Bridesmaids

A lot of bridesmaids

The golden ticket

Gabber gift grabber

Special chance

Bridesmaids enrage

With hopeful proximity

And lustful hope bitten

Refrain

And this is how I think

Little man

Brightly birding the day away

up a happy shopper

ah! a window into the world

let's walk in

hmm! i'm looking at stuff!

and i'm hearing the world

and I'm seeing the world

and,

oh, I'm not quite sure I primed for this.

A gulf has widened, a raving plank presented.

Bowed legs, hollowed out redwood in both camps,

squatting, unwitting.

And, , , oh. I'm seeing the world.

I just want to buy stuff

and get the devil-

Gain Ground

Fetching my face.

Catching it,

feathering reflex-

the recogniser.

Humour, aqueous

all day,

soft eruption

in Le Creuset.

Reducing,

gone,

dial rolled off,

left,

tepid jelly.

Exploded packed lunch.

Dim broccoli.

Wan smile.

Somerset

here I rode, fell off, got on,

got soaked in piss in fort brue

splinters everywhere, fell off,

listed at the duet recital,

was kicked in the backside,

straight back kicked a girl,

fooled about with King Alfred,

secretly laughed at jr,

in the nettles,

bawling,

watched flies gather

over a dead fox's eye,

watched a car go over the dog,

watched the dog come back,

total relief,

fell off, fell out,

peculiar carpet decisions,

subsidence,

camp bed, future partner,

the crust of the year.

Mass Games

As the kicks soften,

You begin to tell yourself you should have whispered more.

Turn to page 17

and throw a double to commence.

Abdusters or PATH

Moveable feast.

Eh?

Bouncing back for more.

Butterball.

Shirty!

Dishy.

Zimmerframe flint.

Given, a given.

To a Fault

Got to hatch them all:

Plates, seats vacated, droplets on napkin smudge into further

sequences, saturate, make light of the cloth.

Wrung, decided, wring it all down throat.

Triple crown, excellent toast upstream.

First taste, classic case,

heightened sense, folly.

Sayonara, god.

Fell, exposed, glad to see myself.

Discovered, back in scrum.

Awful. First time pissed.

Wretched uncle, broken. Fist.