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

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...

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.

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.

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