Saturday, 17 November 2012

NICU Morley

"Bleeping,
Blinkin'
Kids!"


One day old,
And,
Already,
She's doing:
Harder drugs,
Hooked to
Higher tech,
Than dear, old,
Mid-life, Dad
Ever did.
 
Hold baby,
Hold fast now.
Opiates
And O2 
Croon your
Lullabyes.
Carry you through:
Archetypes,
Savanahs,
Breaking dreams.
 
Death haunts us
Every second,
Of every day.
We all wait,
For our time.
Your own while
Is not yet spent.
So, hold babe.
Not so fast,
Not quite yet.

Friday, 24 August 2012

Drive on















Glorious
Dark
Grey lid
Pressed
Hard down
Over night

Sodium
Lit
Tungsten-
Bled
Golden
Silver rays

Driving in
Seas
Soaked
Rain
Road and
River bed

Shot through
Wet
High speed
Hard
Driving
Pressing

Hydroplane
Death
(they said)
Aqua
Planing
(Those fuckers)

For twenty
Years
I forgot
How much
Fun it
All is!


Wednesday, 22 August 2012

No we can't

Every day,
Do one thing
That wholly
Scars
You.

Think 
Differently.
Be beaten,
Buy,
iSaps. 

S&M, felt
Through
Your mouth,
Not in
Your hand.

Feel the
Fear and
Reconsider.
Just,
Stop it. 
 
 

 

Yo Mama

"Didn't your
Mother ever
Tell you
That its

Rude to
Put your
Feet on
A chair?"

"No."

(Of course
She did.
But I'm
Forty two

So you
Can go
Fuck !
Yourself.)
 

 

I shit, breathe, cry, puke, spit




I SHIT:
Constipated
Prehistoric Venus
Steatopygic nuggets.

I BREATHE:
Over-proof holy spirits
Fire-water cold pressed
From blessed dancing pigeons.

I CRY:
Stainless steel tears
Mechanistic determination
Stubborn biologic computation

I PUKE:
Vivid imprecations
Sweet sour incantations
All the spells of babbling on.

I SPIT:
Stirred slick children
Sets of seeds in Noahs arcs
Infestations of love and life.

Sunday, 22 July 2012

Pre-cancerous probabilities, baby


Pregnancy
Possibilities,
Probabilities,
All change.

...know...
...how...
...now...
...ow...

I'm pregnant
With pre-cancerous
Probabilities,
Baby!

Retweet, retweet, #aiww

 
I saw
Ai Weiwei,
#aiww
Activist.

Artist
At
Work
Creating.

Like a
Baby Bird
Mouth open
Wide. 

Tell Barb,
I Now
Get
Twitter.

Saturday, 7 July 2012

Thought I had a nightmare (but I didn't)



 Thought I had a nightmare,
But I didn't.

Lady bugs were dancing
On my bed
(where they couldn't)

Dark dog playing with a
Broken leg
(when he shouldn't)

Lady bugs kept dancing
On my bed
(wish they wouldn't)

Thought I had a nightmare,
But I didn't.

Friday, 25 May 2012

Successfully, Don't Fuck Up

Success
Buys
Forbearance.

But,

Forbearance
Craves
Blood!

So,

Don't you ever,
Fuck
Up.