25 Nov 2016


The pen broke
Right there
On the white paper
A blue Rorschach and silver nib

The hand broke
Right then
A bone frozen and muscle failure

The brain stalled
The heart paused
All around birds flew and
Cars sang metallic songs

The eyes saddened
The tears remembered faces
Now gone and
The pain of those still here

The pen broke
The fire put out
The poems become of less and less

17 Nov 2016

Rainbow head

Pre 9am
Main road mono

She passes me on the
With striped rainbow hair
Rainbow head
Outside and in no doubt

And other colours
Maybe every one

Up and down her legs
Eye shadow
Mid-twenties I guess
Unconcerned about opinions

Defying the locale
Grey puddles en route

Laying still
While the red yellow
Pink green
Orange purple, blue shine

Not crazy
Or maybe just crazy enough

She turns a corner
The streets are greyed
I am tired and lazy and broken and
I count her as my
fuck you
To the world for today.