Thursday 21 February 2019

the silence


Or when
the moon
in daylight

hangs
like
forgiveness
in the
morning
air;

you
have
nothing
to fear

it loves
you

and
has seen
it all
before.

Wednesday 20 February 2019

Moon

Come
inside me
silver wound
and I
shall step
within
your orbit;
it is late now,
winter,
and nobody
needs
to know.

Monday 18 February 2019

Acanthus
or tobacco
leaves,
something
broad
enough
to hide
you.

Thursday 14 February 2019

My Bowery Loft

So here I am in my Bowery loft,
start the day with a start-up and end it with a Zoloft;

There on my wall is a Damien Hirst,
John Lennon's head and Yoko Ono's purse;

When I open my window I can hear the sound
of Joey Ramone turning in the ground.

Tuesday 12 February 2019

lies


Because every single one of them lied
And flattered our drooping national pride;

Because the best thing since sliced bread
Is watching your white skin turn to red

As you sit and get pissed on a beach in Spain
And take back control, then lose it again.

Monday 11 February 2019

Wednesday 6 February 2019