Monthly Archives: June 2015

Delivering bread to orphans –

I got rich, studied misanthropy through history. Read some Freud. In our own way, we joined hands, Sigmund, Me, humankind hating. In with a psychiatrist, a room with no leather couch; it wasn’t there, with tears and missing foam, and … Continue reading

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Shopping Mary-Anne –

Shopping Mary-Anne, buying ‘the best’, decorative high-stack promos turn head. Orienteering across polished tiled aisles cleaned by a woman once nominally Russian. Shopping Mary-Anne, lifting labels, looking for sell-by disease – fur in blue, green, white. Hers is, Fresh and Family, … Continue reading

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Old –

Three women, widows, and waning fast. Two hundred and thirty-three in six tartan slippers, only one cheats on that arithmetic, other two lost ability to count beyond noon. Three lives, sleeping tablets on toast, swapping newspapers, large print library sliding … Continue reading

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She –

She was a Double-D barefoot driver waving a Cop Car down. Cops save, Cops want to serve and protect, and Cops are mostly men. She pulled a water pistol, started to spray cold jets, Cops started to sweat, drip onto … Continue reading

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Doll’s House –

Not available this Christmas. Saw a naked Barbie hanging out of a moving car window, what’s the story? Other drivers can’t take the pain, veer-off into ditches to avoid smashing delusions, save sanity, the tough drive on. Where’s Ken the … Continue reading

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The Patriot –

Star spangled mess – ‘Say that again mother-fucker!’ Trans-Continental, lay on top of Chinese, Irish, and the rest, cutting down rocks, blowing up trees, throwing stones at Indians. Drunken hieroglyphic language barriers, no one listened to other man talking, got … Continue reading

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Untitled #2 –

We could arrange some words, Put them in lines, Call it something, Show the World we hate, Hate, and love, Love.

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Hugh Murdoch: Bus Driver, Serial Killer –

Neck bobbing alive in tightening XXL shirt, blood and fat taking care of its business. Break and Break, Hugh bullying all seats on No.42, the tiptoeing heavy on wet roads with tight bends, and all sending ear hair curling away … Continue reading

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Giants –

Open hands touching cliff edges and palm printing mountain peaks, striding across four-cornered lakes and easy swimming Atlantic storms. Giants with troubled intentions, it’s all nowhere living on a planet watched by telescopes for lost and lonely half-breeds in a … Continue reading

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Flower child –

Unplanned. You bought a flower, carried it away with cupped slim-fingered love. Orange petals from bile green stem and a terracotta holding-pen for the creature. Watered root, escort to Sill Sun, no close crowd breathing upsetting photosynthesis, and gentle Bach … Continue reading

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