get the grimness gone


we’re of the instant

here, lying down

drawn out


taking our dark like a pill


then the things you say inside are true


what you tell yourself is news


draw the flowers

and you must smell them

you only have to do it in your head


time is a hammer in the early hours

the telling tap

or there’s the heartbeat of the house


we’re ghosts

now it’s the animals rule

only they can talk


there’s all the light fallen to us

there’s all the dark we hold


you can’t read


a way back in


trussed in time time all sorts

and colour patched and spat


am I drifting down?

am I to upfurl?


committing to ephemera

now that I am here



a bird sings into morning

but at first you can’t be sure


forget the thing you meant to mean

must check the grey for that


alarm clock

ever bent on revenge

for all of those bashings before


it’s always

what’s for breakfast then


a call

as of the wild


a clock seen from above

would show all down the drain


remember you’re the most dangerous animal

that should cheer you up

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