A table,
A chair,
An unmade bed.
There are things that should remain unsaid.
…
Are the wages of sin tax deductible?
Drunk guy in the tube last night,
Expensive suit,
Designer specs,
Designer teeth.
Asked me if I believed in capitalism.
Had I been saved?
Had I any savings?
I told him I was agnostic
because my level of interest
was too low
Endings
A lifetime surrounded
by dust and decay and a burning ball of fire.
Where does the end begin
and the beginning end?
My mask of smiles is old and cracked
around the edges.
Where did the “you” begin
And the “me” end?
Soccer scores
The match was close,
two halves of a broken whole –
The match was close,
but I lost –
Love 1, Me 0
Bridlington Pier Doughnuts
there were diesel rainbows,
and a stench of dead cod, piss.
kids dug for gold in the sand,
post-industrial dads read Ludlum;
mums never stopped being mums –
and beyond the sea wall,
a heaven unlikely
Inside outside
He carries his heart
In a little brown bag.
The acid-burn of raw spirit
Raises his, or at least
Dulls the memory of the person
He once wanted to be.
He carries his thin skin,
In his mind,
A clock ticks and ticks and ticks
Until his sunset
Hidden strengths
on the surface
of the mountain lake –
floats a mountain
Orange Blossom (acrostic)
Beautiful light,
Light orange,
Orange silk,
Silk sensation…
Sensation, only
Only me –
Me another…
Alarm signal
The train hurtles into the tunnel
With no fear.
Is love the same?
Should we trust the unknown, the unknowable, the darkness and fleeting lights of a happy illusion?
My heart hurtles into the infinite…
Somber
The sun’s having a lie-in.
Took a look at the state of things
and went back to bed –
The way things are going,
I seriously hope his health insurance
is better than mine
