dick and dom

cheap but valid

dick emery

i cant even remember how to write for you or speak

the conceit we discussed was about marriage

its not so much that its an ego thing to promise yourself

or expect

its more that we dont know what will happen - which you understood intuitively

but i feel an affinity with your distance,

your dislike of 'positions'

in human terms

and your rehearsals

co-operation

regardless of all.....

curious like a general

tin soldier in ohio

looking for a process

easyflo comes to hand

and slipping easy

to comfort

die again

wrest words

make hands falter

list the needs

still here, review.

melt

an exchange

a racehorse on a train platform
an old gentleman with sandwiches
corned beef and the vamping of forged iron on concrete
there is no rider
the beast is mad and the old man's acid is coming on...

it's raining, rush hour, tanoy, echoes,
miraculously the animal lays at his feet
inside the glass waiting area
he gives it an apple
Thinks the horse:

(in his newfound tranquility)

"This place reminds me of an aviary in Nottingham
..where there was that weird severed head of a woman.. a bust
I believe. ha No matter"

The man finishes his meal and bids farewell
The horse, unsurprisingly, is denied entry to his train

Later, the man is annointed with the vision of a wild stallion on a parrallel track
as he sips a coffee in the buffet car,
indigestion gone, for now.

otherwise:

naive and bland in angry slumber

fury put to bed somewhere on a colourchart

I should write crosswords, my sleeping mind conjured, without self knowledge or care for human possibility.

- meditations upon my old dog Toby and pete's nickname for the poor unwanted beast: pointless. I keep calling him but he will not come. to sleep, perchance to green....?

do these trivial things trouble or delight?

It's not all reggae.

nicked from Noam Chomsky: demonstrating how a sentence can have grammatical sense without meaning - apparently:

colourless green ideas sleep furiously

shoo

a cat settles on a bored arm

i could go on like this forever

if it were likely or ok

but no.

Inside Her Outs

it's all twaddle and earthing

not sustainable tea beginnings

or even a wednesday rant

unfairly bitumen and neighbourly

cock strife. by ghandi or a e thompson

perhaps

you'll call and change the mood?

some things are worth money

equal sleep for modernisers

someone loves this conceit

turning over a stone to bring back with him

by cringleford, marlingford and guist

who stole the mixing bowl?

and who made that secret transaction

in what should have been My dream?

living the life of the latepayers

and ill informed is no longer possible

by wages and claims we sleep

equally

SHITE DESCRIPTION

grand necessitous lump coal dragger be - beats opium at a dash

confounding braggers with tools. descriptively the queues weaken into one and a moment

with singers. i'd sooner cut off my arm with a rusty saw

than wait any longer.

thought Pooh.

wrongwardly gone and wayward all flutey

but no tune or beat to even keep up with

so go your own way and masticulate yourself

with a brick. you fucking shithead.

bread and a blank mind from the bakery

the only real hill in norfolk, how's that?

some dull garden centre or ironmonger

to use an old fashioned term. like hate

your over laden hills and recumbent winery

make air bubbles and salt and an apiary of toss

or some other grasping answer to 5 down....

in a miserable universe of who cares? read music?