Poems
matchbox semaphore
tick off those stale occasions
data on a clipboard and discard –
conceal the megaphone in the loft
can a day ever be named
anything other than this
patch of portable air
any wristwatch betrays the
expectation better yield
to the fresh glitch of just
being here avoiding that
eyebrow quiz do you
need stationery for that
extract
the distraction sieve
the remainder
a reminder
*
the last marble
pluralised
write a note
to lord elgin
where is that
block of
memo cube
refills 500
sheets
*
mis muebles
today i must
dust mis muebles
*
it's easy she said
just flick and tick
*
i long to measure
the final curtains
the tape coils
like a coy snake
mas o menos
*
mis cortinasdrive for all
your worth
air wick
the falling plane of a weekend
a garland of pornfed piglets
in a weather that shrivels how
a sneeze turns the teacup
into a hygiene station
you wear your roundtheworld
ticket like an abandoned
millstone, a novel who’s broken
a spine don’t grind those melamine
teeth across the equator who
designed the pattern of this carpet
that trips people up on the way
down to the only popular toilet
here’s the frayed screen window
with its line of dead flies
fallen like fresh cocaine:
candidature for that new
vaccine full of disposable
pity –
life under the portable blanket
requires less trust than a
managed investment
cross
the only physics
i did at school
was the resurrection