Wednesday 25 January 2017

Fried Chicken

Felt in the pit,
in a brightness sliced across a pavement,
redness and scabby white and a dirty
pull they're lit by,
to sit in swaying thrall
to blissfully full vacancy.

Tuesday 10 January 2017



Moving through, beside, shining hedge leaves radiating depths of vegetable bitterness
Indigenous Armed Group Formed in the Mountains of Guerrero
Thin yellow light strip between clouds & distant shallow hill, muted winter stripped lung line 
Dasein must in the first instance answer for itself
Reflective play across glass, through flashing light and dark and shining blur 
Last ditch talks over tube strike arranged 
Trailing gently over damp abrasive bricks alongside shallow wriggling tarmac reflections 
Dozens of inmates killed in Brazil prison riot
Heat, light and a rich black shadow burned into a road
These are the women who have the least to lose and the most to gain
Pans hang and collide gently, a unique music to a unique breath
I may not have meaning, but it is the same lack of meaning that the pulsing vein has