I Dream

Wire
I dream of
Wire

Wood
And wire

I
Dream of
Sponge filled skullcap
Moist and shining bright
And wood and wire
And straps so tight
I dream of
Wire and
Wood

My head
My dreaming head
Is wet and shaved
Wood and wire
Leather scent
Of sweat
Stained
Strap
I
Dream

Dreams
Of scents
Of blood and drool
Of piss and shit and vomit
And sounds of bacon sizzling
And wood and wire
Wood and wire
I dream
Of
Wire

Crass

Dust slowly settles

Where once you sat

And worms burrow

Where now you lay

.

And I now hold

Another man’s balls

As they fuck

My mouth in prison

Ours

Our light probes the darkness
Over-reaches itself
And is
Lost

Waffle

Truth is perceived and relative.

One truth can mean two things.

And yet...

.

There is no truth.

.

Words are lies

No matter who

Or why

Or when.

.

Deeds are truth.

Dry

And what?
If words do cease to flow?
Is this all I am?
A churner of vowels
A mixer of syllables

A bucket
From a well of words
Drawing forth
Another pail of
Watered prose?

Progress

There are people

Shouting in the street below

No, wait,

There is shouting in the street below
Violent tinge to drunken bustle

No, wait,

Animals from the watering hole
Bellow and tussle…

Each elliptic orbit
Never straying far
Bringing them back
Again and again
Pound and batter
Rip and rend
Never at peace

Hack

Back and forth
We roil and froth
Blood spraying
Hounds baying
Gripped tight
In mortal fight
And my friend
At the end

I will stand alone.

bad

The average Joe
Meanders Slow
Oblivious to all

Hollow head
Media fed
His freedom is fuck all.

Strawbarry

Stooped and aged
Bobbing along planted rows
Squat - feel - twist - pull
Gently placed amidst its kin
Barry Straw continues on
Aged and stooped
Picking plucking bobbing along
Paid by the punnet
Paid by strawberry fare…