December 30, 2011

neither arse nor breakfast time


Kids n Chips.

painting the children's bedrooms
was easy but ebay was difficult
i don't work in view of any minors,
mainstreamers or steiners, I am not
inclined to work with any other designers

£50 an hour all paints and brushes provided
together we stand, forever divided.....
winnie the poo, tigger piglet and roo,
there is no animal I cannot do
Will not work in sight or sound of soiled nappies....

The End

(I also accept cash, cheque, bankers' order Pay pal or credit cards)

December 25, 2011

and in the rain and the esparanto from monsanto plays a crystalised spanish dance
and then the country middle aged duke with the stepney side burned chest hair blings
at me. its christmas day and the only goblins not at your throat are seeding with age.
thats the advice we all need when learning to live with irregular beats and gulps of
love too big to be bitten off and never mind chewed. Like the Warred and Charred and Jude.
better out than in. Thats what the man said and before all this, you did listen to what the man said...





December 12, 2011

Chips.

Greedy O'grady, didactically shady, a leading lady like his mum was on payday. O greedy, oh Grady, you want to invade the world, if she'd stayed where she was she'd be a farmer cos greedy o'grady couldn't feed the unpaid they knew ehe'd had her chips. Curled.

December 06, 2011

Discombobulatedly Reductionist Seek One Eye

Avian Democratics

O my carcass of woah
My little lemony fishbon
Nantucket
O my comedy of dawson and knobs
Set right and sea grave
Timed lint and tinned gargling
I at you a whittled cricketer
And you melt cheese....

If all this weren't all,
I should be disapountrd.
Vote.

The End.

.

December 02, 2011

sinus please

Bloody thing. The heart. People say 'listen to it' and I have. What it is saying is not translatable. It is a foul mouthed, ill-tempered, erratic and erupting teenager. It is over keen, ill timed and inexplicably exhausted from doing nothing but sleeping. It is at it's most confusing in the early to mid morning, when it is either rumbling at the unexpected effort of being awakened or struggling to cope with the excitement of a new day. I suspect it is also angry with me for having kept it quiet and at bay for so long and yet, for not allowing it to rest or sleep properly. I owe this heart an apology....:

Heart, I am sorry,

With Love from your owner and with a burning desire (which I also apologise for) to do better.

Yours truly,

November 24, 2011

Meh

I have taken a very thin slice of your town
No candles on the cake for oligarch on make
Read the headline news. But it's mine now.
I know the constituency members on every level:

Soft sponge or Tarmac and bricks from turkey.
Even my oligarch car key is not free from this mullarkey. The Internet boxes are by Iran and the name above the door is from Pakistan.

MTP brain Reads graffiti wit and blight is no worry when the spuds fail to chit... The drain cover was made in England. Loughborough to be precise.
Where the welders go on Friday night for a platr and free pint at the Bombay spice. My yacht. Your pension. Buy a posh paper and pay some attention.

November 21, 2011

pity is precarious

pity is precarious  but home is where the heart is
dont explain if you want to tell them why

I note the positions of Terrylined neighbours
or how arbitrary the heart.

stuff that matters changes out of time and outside
the margin. Can you see how tunnelled it is?

a different kind of truth - one that can't be told
in words, to the young, to me, or to the old...

(there it is/ what took us so long)

November 16, 2011

Sketchbook Entry No 2.

Once upon a time I might....

take some motifs which carry significance; eg, the bride and groom, the files, the fridge, the courts crest, the wig,, the antique wedding dress (photographed) .....  I create silk screens from photos and I then use a selection of imagery to create motifs ... With a mixture of scanning and potato block printing I utilise two 'extremes' technology and also, in a performative sense, mimic the actions - using finger paints and potatoes on the floor - of a 'pre-school' child- (like my father)!? The works are gestural and repetitive and lend themselves beautifully to wrapping paper.... The end.

November 14, 2011

Sketchbook Entry: Installations of heaters and fridges etc..

there's a room - with a floor, a ceiling and four walls. A door. Maybe it should be cavity wall insulated - to building reg standards. A set of two bar heaters in one corner.. and a set of fridges with their doors open... they are all laid out in some way reminiscent of a great battle (?)... the numbers should be played with so that the relative hot and cold emmissions maintain a temperature which oscillates around wherever the thermostat on the fridges are set so that the motors keep coming on and off..

Variables:

  • number of fridges to heaters
  • cladding and materials used
  • outside temperatures
  • How many people in room
  • Their temperatures and emmissions
  • How often the door opens and closes
That's it.

Or maybe there can be an element of county court files...? maybe

November 13, 2011

who do?

i leant upon a coppice gate
when frost was spectre grey
and winters dregs made desolate
the weakening eye of day

but then I did a poo



what do you suppose happens when a mother fucks off?

numb legs

wise words

so,

...once I figured out what the future was going to be, I figured I oughtaa stay schtum...

ya know?

(flicks hair grotesquely, as if by accident)

It was like, in a kind of,

double contravention of contrivance

and ahhh, (re-flicks) I just thought

aaaahhhh shit,

i gotta shaddap

y know?

So I did.

They dont know shit...

Amergin.

dialectics?

syllogisms?

no.

popcorn.

progress

every sacred memory is sperm


November 11, 2011

those thin strips of city

places I can think of:
  • Panks (for pumps)
  • jarrolds
  • minty's designer wears
  • monty's arm
schemes:
  • the lanes
  • the triangle
  • the art mob
  • the help
public acts of kindness done blindly?

concrete by marl
glass by time
roof by collaboration
hinges by goldman sachs

this old house.

moribund designer jokes

halibut
all froth
mortally eating months

pale head pewter
trossachs and blarney
belinda
the monkey's uncle
in margaret

that'll show em

outsider in sand

brew her tide man
melody coronet
maladjust hermeneutics
gargantuan tiles
mast.

malaprop pundit
pesky olive
alimony delaware
casket tupper
ware

frettenham musket
mutant tuck
flimsy gargoyle handbag
galoshes menstrual
tender

November 10, 2011

Public Art: The Family?

Astrakhan
In purple blonde or pewter
Work is love in direct action
The family court and spark

Cockle bay herpes
Raking the sands of time
At lytham St annes 400 licences
Domesday immigrants eight pounds

No right was given
But that it was taken away
Cake decorations, the fridge and the files,
Thin slices of city...

Augmented

November 03, 2011

down by black waterside

i wear my a minor
down

by black waterside
up

r peggy o
wear

phantom blast
loo

i wear
you

x

i wear my heart on my sleeve

(:-(

(he sings imaginary songs)

he is playing
he is alone
he is on x box

i am playing
i am alone
i am on lap top

we are close


bedtime for brothermilk

blue jeans and advocat
ovaries corrode

black beans arabica
steppenwolf commode

all these tremendous things
remind me of stew

paying respects

"they were just objects"
somebody said
around the stuff huddle of death

and remembered...


lewis hide and marcel mauss

there's

dignity in poverty
parity in doggerel
diversity in parallel
polarity in diagonal

but

there's no

chastity in personnel
plasticity in Chardonnay
animosity in alimony
sentiment in sentinel

however,

there might be

calligraphy in graffiti
humanity in Tahiti
disparity in allegory
and chaff in heat

so.




October 24, 2011

freespeak

what?

to talk about the ghosts?
avenues or bogs never seen?
to have poetry enlivened
if not explained
to the spirit of man?

what?

to care?

what?

to feel the spill of hope and death
on an inside leg?
feel love as anxiety
and hear the waking cries
from an x box?

what?

howl if you're desperate
in a good way...


October 20, 2011

weak eending

it's nice
with no care for not being trite
or hackneyed
to meet
an old friend
because he's old and so are I

I aren't?
awwwwwww

being in thrall to the question:
"are you dead
or just re-visiting?"
it's all nice

and nice is underestimated
nice has not even been estimated

I will do it now:

I, after some consideration, believe
nice to be more than nice.

when the sun shines

in Autumn.

Theeend.

October 10, 2011

i

ive seen you in the death of things
write this stuff
say no more

maybe talk in script?

for fear of risks
you dont know?
it does get predictable
unless
heart, sleeve - show?
maybe...

September 27, 2011

In Progress

Too much liability, not enough love
I get you shot and I give you the medals
Cy Twombly and the wobbly tweed twits
"I agitate the surface of things"
Communities with ooomph...


September 22, 2011

follow me (i'll be dead within the week) so to speak


but master mystery

is frank

mister mastery

is blank

these complicated fucker5s

fcuk
shorts
roll up
and be denied
or - 0 - deniered
 and fuck off.

THAT WAS NO INTRODUCTION

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IN THE KEEN CUT MYSTAL GRIST OF THE LAST GASP - CUT SEA
i WITH REASON

BREATHE

 and press CAPS lock



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in the misty crystal glitter of the wild and windward spray

well, mater mossirrey, master smith

i really dont care

because ill pobly never see you again

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well scud bombs and scarlet

well bomblets and votes

well green and well liberal

ill probly never tick see you care

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

but tick let's get in tune

see you care.

how to love a baked potato

tbc (ted) tasty

September 16, 2011

equs

i hate myself, ive gone weak in the knees
i got reumatism and a liking for cheese
in the evening

ive been everso nice to my family
hunstanton and accrington stanley
but i never

did i ever

buy out

a london club named chelsea or fulham
so im only a captain of industry
hard in the shoulder
but weak in the knee

I send dividends
and get them back
with a one way ticket
on a two horse track

yes my baby
im a chariteeeee
whoop whoop
love me

(im in your neighbourhood)

do you want to love?
meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

I still get the same old feeling, tearing at this heart of mine

Jesus

(with a heads up to ad words)

if i could get that same dedication, i'd give you everything in creation

- God.

Too much liabilty, not enough love

There was once a man named Aaron Frisby, who worked in a Citroen dealership in Norwich.

His name was passed to me on a post it note by the wife of a haulier who ( as is so often the case) ran a roadside burger trailer.

The hauliers wife had re-assured me that there was nobody other than Aaron, who I should turn to in my need for a small commercial vehicle which could seat three people up front.

That is how the story began.....

September 12, 2011

ronnie barker

slate mail
I want to deliver hearths
to doors
re-invigourate the economy
and go on holiday

url all be glad when I've gone
instant karma
second son#
nicke.com
niche.com
nike.com
 save the bookmarks and polish steel
cuban heels

and oxides
leather handles
copper crunch
brandy snaps

david jason


August 13, 2011

must i be forgiven for ruling the world?

are you asking?

we trust you
you are unknown to us
but we see your wealth
(how do you do that?)

we trust you
You are so dull
but happy in your casuals
(how do you do that?)

we trust each other then,
do we?
let us proceed

by long term arrangements
and contracts
that will run out after our kids
have gone thru college

and fruit
in the fun and joy
of seasons going by
boi

Barry Frank

So,
this was the first guy
to invent ('')
the idea of
'the world's strongest man'

this is not an idea which ever occurred
to the Greeks
for example

see the Weider Vebsite mine mein
curiositrouts
vor zee wieder picture
ja


the body language of footballers (almost worthy of an homage to stephen foster)

Robert Robinson was a relic of the english media presenter
a true gentleman
when the afro-monk of arsenal
was attacked in newcastle
I was reminded of the antics of a toddler,
curious to see what his punishment will be
and instictively bravuraish
until the ref waves red
while joey barton smirks at his yellow

how to teach stoicism in a multicultural society?
google it. It's there now....
ref waves red, ref waves red,
ref waves red, ref waves red -
that could be a part of the elocution and citizenship
module.
come on you bla - acks.........

"they were behaving in a very feral way"
I predict a riot.
the child poverty action group
have published a report
to say that help will be available to
stay at home rioters -
'you may be entitled to compensation'

box schemes are also being arranged
in measures of emergency
where young carers of rioting parents
canorder their weekly groceries
to the door
from:
'broken window supplies dot com'.....

joey barton's tattoo.

August 09, 2011

PFI Friday

this judgement bird
it's broke.
a justice of the peace feather
a piece of the justice feather
a poultice and a hoo-doo
buried alive
and curly.

it's lunchtime and sunny
you tell the truth and you think of the money

this monument,as yet, un-built
has been by spitting accumulations

there is no vaccine for rules
and being bound, to eat an egg sandwich
you do.

if it all comes back - you smile in case
and keep the kindness flowing
not every mark is deleted
scars and notifications
statements of intent
witness callings

look like bruises to a prosecution
that will never convene
because of age, - maturity?
shut up, keep your head down
and stay behind the shield
(another private finance initiative)




July 29, 2011

wetly and how, we parted... and

having spoken to all concerned,
no answers forthcame
i shot them in the head
and fouled them in the game

no party invites were given,
no quarter was asked or sought
no-one said anything out of turn
some argued, some borrowed some bought

but I, heroically sat down and farted,....




alabama free

no one remembers johnny cash from a compilation album

remember that

smell of concrete (and moi arse)

Moichaaal
wart
war yew naw dewin?
naerfin
oi told im
day vid..
wart?
wart yew dew thart fer?
eees gurn tar gert a smaaahhhccckkk if eee dernt be ave
e- yew -
made moi ferkin tits worble

(made last line up - it might stop the noise)

wishfull tharnking

boi

social services

it's dead,
I ate it
in a different order
I would let you in

Gambling, Porn, Ambition

!

(wrong)

little white bull

lexington 'tommy' steele blurs maximus with a pounding
as dickens gets reamed by pinkerton-thomas
(in underage public school sex romp)
after the facts

end

(yours)

ebay was standing all around

i dont want to be a lady
looking at all of these dresses
some of them crimple in places
and some of them crimp to impress us

i dont want to compare my titties
or have to admit
theyre more sightly
than everything my boyfriend

ever said or did

nightly..
and HERS is better than mine
and hers is better than mine
and hers is better than mine

blessed
foetid
crikey

slight foxing inside gusset

becalm




July 13, 2011

There s a drawing to go with this...

“Notes on, or reflections on temples of wisdom in public places – monolithic monuments to British justice – the envy of the world: Architectural reflections: Roof is too small, erected too late, by way of ‘shutting a stable door after the horse bolted’; the ‘contents’, ie, the weak signifiers of their absence – or occasional marks indicating some afore-mentioned judicial proceedings in a closed court – are all subject here to a phorensic enquiry. All that is left of their architecture and proceedings (The Files) are now subjected to a belated light of public scrutiny in a somewhat histrionic style – as faux public monuments – or, perhaps, if endorsed, genuine ones-? Nevertheless, they are ephemeral and will not last, the roofs are too small and the drip line of rain and weather will erode the last few insignificant marks of justice which was never seen to be done if done at all…. Temples Of Wisdom: Monolithic Monuments.”

A Find

June 17, 2011

The Beatles - Helter Skelter

The Beatles - Helter Skelter

gudjerati

shy this away like an old fart
I need help
With Uniforms and Holidays

Yeek se....


fiend

let's take this shed.

As a starter.

Then we'll go on.

maybe make forms

When the factory's gone?

Hate immigration



Theend.

Firing Hiring

See paper glass movement men by shops and girls. neighbours, all walking
by the loss of habit, the force of loss, the memory of less and the last thing:
"I'm falling to peee - ces". the radio, an old club, mind, under fire, turns -
to borrowing: Miguel, Stan, Lucky, Joolz, Antonio, Chris, the lender be me.

It's sheer here as are 'ds... and the emperor, of Wyoming and NR$4 - is dead.

Stone walkers. Factory cabs. units of Life are backdrop to flying metal on rubber
that is. This is my walk home and break from duty. Tempting to say call death cab

Cutie.....

These guys who would die for country and stare honestly need a candle to burn
Don't ask "where from?" but: "why does it come?" then, look from brick to brick...
The reason's all the same. You can't borrow much from me if I dont know yr name
and all of the above were short on loveandbonds.com dot, came easily - Greece.

No gold. |No No No No No Fleece.... makes a line up.................................................................................

May 23, 2011

shining like shit at shelford by Leviticus

among the wilderness of the sojourners, infidels
smited by the resting lands of our homes
in far away places, not once but seven by seven
and certainly put to death, as the altar blood drips

a falling leaf (its behind you) on barren brass lands
scares the living shit out of us, who did turn our faces away
from Him, who delivered us from Egypt....

our hearts failed us at last as promised
the brass.

May 01, 2011

pre-still my bumpered friend

sharks teeth might spoil the tightness of babyskin in a pre drowned nursery bath

listening to this devilish heavenly ambulance

could push him this way or that

daily, anyone might turn or walk on.....

not to be too soaked looks like the safe money

but bores, so I drive drunk to tesco's grocery stores

and I am banana

in a vat.

April 20, 2011

He rode a fast dark train from nowhere, and it dumped him from that falling-off place at the end of the line."

April 13, 2011

Hobo's Lullaby: Pension Planning

riddle

what will entertain while it calms?
dusting and knowing
what makes the furniture shine
chemically

poster

examine this methane lake
and colour the astral 'scope
we've been here before
we'll be here again
so why stress?

creatively desperate to do's
winningly marginal layers
ambient sounds
and meaningless rounds
of words

return of the man, his violins
still stretching for moons
unexplored in time and denser
than the earliest african rhythms
go see...


April 09, 2011

age and youth

wish for invention
hope for adventure

on the stock market today

small heart rhythms baby
sinus's apply
neighbour disturbance
wink of eye

tibet tibet

independence
baby
you 'farkin fark'

independence baby

check the dividend

end 2

it is because of his hate for fags that he is here with nothing to say
other than
i told you so
and by my own sometime eloquent mistakes I have to go - but- again:
twats and scumbags and magical girls - da di da da di da
'postrophe world
innit?

end 1

words alone are harsh and
heart splitting
but these words are well intending

(as parents be proud)

I tried to make you
and I am sorry
for the world that will ask your

hearts' rending



spelling is priv e liged (no pun) - my faults and job done

these addictions come to light from a new corner
too old for change and certain
leaving messages for after...

too many fors to be counted

but

on the spot i am put me on

it was always a privelidge
and sometimes a pleasure
to be here by your sides

and the pleasure and priv'lige is mine
and since the ten tonne bus
will have killed the both of me

I might not have been 'fulfilled'
 simple word
comes to you every day
no need for direction or something to say

if i could impart wisdom
(dont think i can)

I'd say:
it was all ok,
but that love you feel -
thats all i reveal

and all you can have
from me

job done
x

you can only fill yourselves by thanking honesty for goodness (credit parke)
and accepting everything.




April 04, 2011

Go Compare Dot Com or I love A Party With A Happy Environment.

Respect for a man I infer has been ill from market traders and traffic wardens
because of his stick and their interest in his lost weight I make a joke,
but check my self congratulatory demeanour against their generous laughter
because I do not know this man but respect is palpable - how much to trust that?

Remembering a vague promise of one friends' services to another as I am reminded
that I had forgotten, I ask: "was it to fit or fix?" Answer: "I just want to know if it's knackered".
Plumbing, prints and books, framing and illustrations by Dore. I am convinced that
Andrew The Leatherman is an incarnation of the original Norman spirit.... as was the camera lady.

How much should I be trusted? How many more spring suns will be felt on my unsprung back?
I forget so many of my sentences half way through now, that I do wonder what I lack
I cannot tell you what James said about the slappy punchy game or bucket and spoons
Or about lechery - but that is probably a good thing. Lists make light work for lewdness

and marketing is essential. I look up Swiss architect Peter Zumthor, who will, exceptionally,
be building the Serpentine's eleventh temporary structure and I note that the words of fact are
fantastical beyond all invention: "the hortus conclusus.. a room, a garden a backdrop for light..
a place abstracted from time... full of memory and time". Abstracted from and full of.... I think...

There is no word of UFO's. In this day and age.. people should not starve...or even not have a nice time.
It is difficult to know what a real Swami thinks and maybe not necessarry to care. God love Table Tennis.
What is the difference between a microfiche and the Therme Spa in Vals, Switzerland? Go Compare Dot Com.
Dot Dot, swivel, twist and squint, move up move down and scan. Focus Focus.. and .. float. MMMMMM.








April 01, 2011

gap (love) em

about that last minute panic
grey herald and black son
I
rate
you
and
the blast is fast about


ships
and the damage


........

the tripolites by des

the half dance song

i have been beaten off by sully
and traumatised by sons
birchover was a wayward name
stotfield by sevens

byley
let us bow ki pedia
gnomes and roses
northern africa
1941

dance me
to the end of our
non italian
song

dance me to the end

la la la la la la la la

alluminium medical love box of lint and plasters

touch me with your glove

fight, bounce off,

black boys and badmen

MY football

and right you are

TED

la la la la la la la la

to the end of the beginning of the last post of love.

meter.

peter

done

what?

the waiter................



Dodgy DAd

things are bad
dodgy dad
is here

making moves
undone shirt
appears

dodgy dad
(its a fad)
is near

interview
chosen few
no beer

dodgy dad
take him down
its clear....

kith and

here is a secret
i've got brownies
from a source
of a sleepover
which will move away
because of the broken bottles.

list.

bus fares go up
tights come down
there's no moral literature
in this godforsaken town

move
on
and don't say
why?
not clean up the streets with me?

move on...

cocaine blues
and chips
light kin hot hips

whats on at the flips?

Saturday?
Matinee?

just move on

Grandma

March 28, 2011

lull a be e by

why do i tell
no-one the kids
need to sleep?
its only my routines
i dont know
but they do

and they do

dream and sorry

March 17, 2011

thistle This...

 room  too small 

 car  too big
sometimes I feel like
archeelogical dig

 room  too small

 counted my toes
if there were 11
nobody knows

 got antibiotics

 milk thistle
garlic in capsule
cod livers

I got antibiotic
garlic, liver,
milk thistle

Nobody knows

how many toes

this'll

thistle

so dig. ...


March 03, 2011

less of that

more of this
that's what I say.
And i stand for it.
I told you then
what they did
was wrong for you
and now I'm telling you again
That's right.
All of it.
i am.

Well, of course,
I understand
You may feel a need to see it that way
But our boys out there
i agree to a point
However

And so you cannot possibly, truly believe.

And no - we have never said that.

If you listen to the whole speech
I think you will find.


In 1984.




Dope

the shed roof alliance
thinks to act slowly
when he was awash and onfire with words
but could not act to say
in slotted, clotted cream tandies
all sumptious bumf
co-analysed as hair denture
with fractured lines of hopeful
teenagers on tow by narrow boat

camped.

Tommorrow will be.

Water carried along tunnels
by guildhall chamber microscopists
and agoraphobia turns claustric by band.

hexagonal was the shrift
and constant light.
Tea urns and a hefty tax bill
Crane, heron African billed
politician seeks warm air
for head.

All of this is important to
Islamic surface pattern designated
armed response extrapoliticalisation

or wine gums

and by equal measure,
12 knights cant be wrong
about the pope.
On a rope.



February 23, 2011

p ro n awnce th hose con so nants


holding out for something better

wait, trait. gate..

three ayes

I I I
had forgotten what my conviction was
(and a word you can take two ways)

I give and I take
and i know when,
in old age, to
stage aways...




.... i gotta wear shades

then,

we see how legislation fades

the future's so bright.......

what is this ridiculous freedom?

shouting like an egg whipped
the halting lesson of stop
how to shout this freedom rite?
and know when to stop?

but if i'm a vegetable
(you're a vegetable)


i know.


equanimity amongst few other words

on this:

it would, arguably have been better to not say
anything

the fast track from here to there is faster, arguably
if anyone listens,

the argument falters

if not

the battle 'rages on'

emotively:

anyone I can point a finger at and everything they said or did
is game and fodder

but all i'm doing is writing -
arrest me?

I live in hope
and forgetfulness

The Popular Resistance Committee

Committee got a bad name, bad name, bad name
Committee got a bad name - Hamas
Committee got petrol, petrol, petrol
Committee got fuel and no vegetable
Committee want VAT VAT VAT
Committee want VAT and Burgers
But committee got a bad name, bad name, bad name
Committee want tea, cake, letterhead
Committee want freedom now, freedom now, freedom now,
Committee want freedom cake burger
Committee want Bouazizi, Bouazizi, Bouazizi
(Committee got policy on Aspergers'?)
Committee dont want violence now, violence now, violence now,
But committee got a bad name, bad name

Committee got no banking crisis, banking crisis, banking crisis
Committee got no banking crisis - Aspergers?
Committee got a violent cake, violent cake, violent cake
Committee got a big fat freedom charter
Committee got a new trustee, new trustee, new trustee
(Committee got a policy on aspergers')

'Bank Of Jimmy Carter' now say letterhead, letterhead
bank of Jimmy Carter now say letterhead.



February 20, 2011

blaggard

there's not (ruffled leafy wafts of chiselled straw hewn from the land's gifting masses)
much (an abundance of fat waxed generously by bud and human effort)
worse (the cruelest of ill-doings are often the most politically put)
than (prepositionally close, you came to me by night without explanation)

crosswords.

chime

on the human front
dont raise the head
in matters of the heart
dont raise the dead

In peppercorn rent agreement
unless it proves expedient
to not be a lawyer
dont fraternise
with young guys

and risk throwing away the end
of the song
all's pretty
ding dong

if you could just go on.....

Looses The Nooses


Bric a brac

Little red courgette
dipped in cyanide by a five year old.

Exiled Marmoset
Tightening the nuts on a slide trombone.

Penniless marionette
Used to be a gardener for a second hand gnome

Knickers and bread briquette
Wearing thin and spelt like a seed loaf 

Taxi - Dermatised Rat
Tried to cross the road and dat woz dat - oaf.

February 17, 2011

whatever the name of an irishman

whatever the name of an irishman

i will not think up to matter
if anyone offered me whiskey

With information

scatter

i say: Whole ye

lift  the foot
twist the hip

You will do for me
and I am
doner

happy kebabs

long sentence with some consideration

I am challenged as an idea about waiting and a sentence lasts so long as to go on forever that people will come from miles around to see and hear the endless sound of my chirrups from a lectern because that is how I perceive the spectacle on a dark winters' evening in somewhere like Sidcup, if Sidcup has a church, for that will be the lectern of my chosen borrowing and the audience - you cannot imagine - which is also of my chosen borrowing will be all ears as in my dreams, the kind of audience we all crave in life, who are wont to our words and attentive to their wishes, listening, with grave intent, discerning their every proper next move as if hearing everything I would and should have said to them in the precise (transported) moment I didn't at the first and being unwilling to end as yet, confident that building an un-ending sentence is not beyond the wit of most ordinary men, I end in the knowledge that I could have gone on forever, but, out of consideration for elderly bladders, did not.

February 16, 2011

here's an angel lurking
something up her sleeve
she'll die a politician
but there's something
she will
miraculously
leave:

lets talk about......................................................................................
...............................................................
...........................

and all the other good and bad things you cant see
lets talk about me..

Horn Section.

(its a legality)
ends more
or less
sans scrutiny

fuck off.

February 09, 2011

speech impediment

a noun
struggles.com
then: blink, explodes
all wheat are chaff
and vice
have eaten all the pasta

the happenchance of circumstance and 'badly written scripts'

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If something would go away
(i know not what)
everything'd be ok

If that thing came back
(I know not what)
I'd be mad it never left

If something was to stay
(I know not what)
I'd try to be glad

If it was here everyday
(I know not what)
In the bitter end

Or Hopefull beginnings
(I know not what)
I'd say 'go'

Say something
(I know not what)

Re: Search

i tried to commit suicide online for research
$10 minimum for the first email
was the cheapest death prevention
they all wanted to be here for me though
which is nice
im not sure who's auspices provided
this valuable resource
but I thank God and his many bankers,
for such municipal benefiscience
and the internet.....

walkie talkie

hey, I like the new look
it's hard with a twist of irony
and it suits your metal detector
do you come to this beach often?
I love the way your dog digs
why daschund?
I cant believe we've never spoken before

you are so still today
was it the armageddon?

Self Pity

back paining in day glo
to the tune of an Ice rapper
all down a leafy boulevard
with bent old ladies
and human sympathy
I pick rosemary for the slow cooker
and imagine champagne on ice
the book keeper is a shredder
and the tree surgeons wave me on
like an old man. Next,
they'll be holding doors open
at the RSPCA and refusing me cats
because of the housing benefit.
I grew up on bitten cuts
and I'll die to the sound of their chomping again.
Today, I made miniatures
thinking of schemes:
"Of course, they reference painting -
but the archivist and the cannon
- they are also invoked by the dualling
of slide and mount, picture and self-storage"
I can't even talk proper bolox any more.
Someone forgot to close the door
behind them......
Plans are now formed from beyond the grave
which is, in itself, a peculiar expression
I have noted interesting work in cardboard.




February 08, 2011

in the community this week...

gaining traction...
sky, bbc, al jazeera
no johnny come latelys
long diversion on community...
so back to coke and google
and not forgetting
zara, the spanish fashion brand
the fact that there has been a jewish holiday
is unfortunate
jeremy sampson
thankyou
a lot of praise and criticism to digest.....
let's take a look at the hit parade now
"girls dont get angry
just keep him at home"
it's tactical its smart and I like it.
Thankyou for watching.......


Euphoria

I had a poignant thing to write about
but the bright sun today fogged my memory
and I'd intended to edit - like I never do
But, instead, as in life, I'm making stuff up again...
and being reminded of that Nick Clegg quote:

"In politics, as in life...",  it began: and I think:

What's the difference? (Like an un-acknowleged legislator of the day).

I am going to make hay while the foggy sun shines.

Because I feel Cleggy, I feel Cleggy, I feel Cleggy and smeggy and small...

So I've run away
to the libraray

singing 'life has no meaning oh life has no meaning oh life has no meaning - at all...."

Thank you very much.

-





February 02, 2011

sigoursky

hello
speak to me?
has anyone heard of a famous composer called sigoursky?
mr walters played him all the time
mr walters was my primary school HT
there's no sigoursky on u tube

can anyone spell sigoursky for me?
(waits)

im really worried that sigoursky might have done something wrong

etc

January 20, 2011

is happiness contagious? (longer roll ups)

stanzas aorganzas and propagandas
we give you art
but the root that can be seen
at: selfishness
apathy to tell

how it was
lies thrive
lawyers clerks jump and jive
on the decrepitude of memory

I saw the moon

you: the Eaton Crew
you lived at that moment
and I changed you
forever by increment
by your own descent

into watchers as I performed
red wine fetching and milk

and so we are here and else
awhile... just snoozing,
not making sense
not not not not
talking heads
no

big fields and asbos
compense menstrual
we are all young
by the moon
why will your mother not take me home?
I know Sri Lanka suffers
while I can only stare
at you, Golden Viagra
and the governed promise there

this is experience.

out.

January 12, 2011

we can let our scaffolding fall confident we built a wall

a lad entering matrimony with great ebullience

(just dogging on the u tube)

told to forget the wisdom of big people
who first used the word
and can never be without it

dont answer.

stooping in rhythm through potato drills where he was digging

down for the good turf
shoo be dop a doo wop

the potato be - bop

lunch

in heaven we feed each other
in hell we dont
length of chopstick:
all same.

lost world whispers (mike donaghy)

well, it's interesting to mouth.
beyond any subject
a ghost works.
there are full renditions of parties, encounters,
set in memory and blinked

mouthed. blink-mouthed.
full rendered licks
party tricks and poetry.

we are all in this other place.
the kitchen.

the bicycle shop.
reified, personified

and here.

Some of us are talking....

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