Sunday, 5 July 2020

10,000 Spoons part 2


10,000 Spoons when
all you need is 2...

Fill a glass half full with beer
top it liberally with trepid tears.

Use used roll for bunting, 
memes for fruit machines.

Throw shoes at perceived loved
ones, piss all over your own floor.

In cash, withdraw all wages, use
them for the pages for your next 

novel graphic, penned in sans-serif xeno-bic equivalence. Set them on fire. 

Carve the cross of St. George all
over your face with the shattered 

remains of your own existence.
Do your own Spoons. Raise a plastic.

Friday, 3 July 2020

Tuesday, 30 June 2020

Thursday, 25 June 2020

Videodrome

Same question everyday:
Did you see that video of Trump? 

Is it his funeral?
Confederate men
being folded and burnt
at a wake of ten? 
The melting of guns by
women in burkas
to a sarcastic lament to
fries and cheeseburgers? 
Policemen in skirts and
severing in streets by
crowds representing
the non cis percentage? 
black womxn holding 
'loft the appandage? 
News foxes bagged and
thrown Mississippi? 
Oil taps turned off at the
new White House squat? 
Babies taking away
The last KKK? 
Where there are no
tears shed? 

No? 
Then I won't be watching.

Tuesday, 23 June 2020

ameal aday

a mealso
richyou could
only eat
it once buere 
blanc cheques writ
in truffle
blood reduced 
vindepays 
day cooking
wine lay with
the motion™️
under the
grill-a-while

the ablecanes
sugarpunched
their cards & 
traded pub
lick-disc-gusts
& manlay
in waiting
staff under
pavingways
superstyle
from the kitsch
annette to
the gravewhile

mistakesmade 
were ready
with salt are
you hungry
love wasthe
restaurant
carline straight
a long the 
lemonfault
established
who opened
doors forthe 
neverbest

& very
thirstof times
silently
laid thekids™️
to rest in
peas-for-chow
der lies the
moneylies
wishing it
couldbe some
anyhow
any foo
king funny

Friday, 19 June 2020

Double Tanka Down

you don't remember
do you she wet eyed asked again
in that case I have
forgotten three times a day
each day for the last three years

he saw his record 
lay before him as the road
that lead to and from
the goldfish sieve factory™️
it was black and white alright

Wednesday, 17 June 2020

Blakey-Come-Lately

Blakey-Come-Lately Biff! pulls the limbs off thatta crawling boy Bang! goes the moth mise-en-scène in the destroy Kiss the bulb and Pow! lights out hold on enjoy