City Life.

intro.
Psychotropic’s sucking kisses high heaven,
through ozone hole paid by urgent wages.
Pigeons shaking mooned feather dust over wet guttering,
staring wildly hungrily through soul screaming eyes.
Intimate chatter amongst dirty city clothes,
speaking shifting smells of weather tightened flesh inside fresh grey wet leather.
Chuckling on bowed heads roll eyes upwards.

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Stray hungry cat for same patch swells a pouting body,
kicks dirt high into a peach colored sky,
In late stretching Indian summers smoke.

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The Man.
Alone at a newspaper covered wooden table,
beating steak as wooing virgin maidens to a stinking bed.
Form a slight ripple under paper from long ago meals - disguises,
brown wallpaper peeling upward towards stained hasty meals.
Maggots fall out a splintered table edge,
and wiggle blindly nowhere,
as he sizzle fries tender rump steak under blue neon light.

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The Shop and The Man with his wife.
Outside corner constabulary empty,
food in never changing shelves form chiseled labels.
Waiting dialysis deep freezers for junkies and beggars,
Draw lottery to who sleeps on white velvet carpeting.
Papers next natural disaster,
eyes to feast in desire through another meal served meat with vegetables and Yorkshire pudding.
Makes tomorrows conversations linger,
with hurried breath through pungent gold capped chattering teeth.
Never ending science fiction books filled stories on how to eliminate nature.
Books on fiction about how we should have lived a full life.
The bible telling you everything what you are about to do,
Is laid open for his wife to read the Ten Commandments out loud whilst he slowly rapes her.
Over the splintered table edge battered rump steak thumps to the floor.

Two Dreams.

Asleep in a symbiotic flotation tank
Head lazily fastened backwards
Four hands playing with my head
Urgently working on something
Tingling the back of my head
I leave my body to observe what.

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Two people wear white robes and masks
They work and pass surgical knifes.

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Seeing my brain exposed
Soft and urgent looking
Moving like pulsing vulvas.

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It makes me hungry
Looking closer seeing
They slowly cut
My brain in half.

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Then sit me up vertical
My eyes can’t move
Transfixed on a fish aquarium
Big fish eyes look back at me
They all smile together and say
There you are now all better.

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Instantly alone walking
Through a blazing dessert
Hearing a distant rumble
Looking to it, seeing
A cloud of dust gets closer
Four wild rearing horses
Trample over me
Laying me flat on my back
Looking to see
They pull a carriage
With wheels protruding blades
Trying to stand to escape
It runs over me.

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Looking again
My body separated
Into severed pieces

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Looking again to see
My body gone
Just two eyes
Lay in the sand
My eyes
Somehow blinking
Alone in the sand.

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Pressed spread eagled
Back against a towering cliff
Below rocks and roaring sea
Body slowly falls
Towards sharp rocks
Arms pushed out to them
They easily move away
Like floating drifting
Through space
Moving forward
My body through space
Pushing away drifting orbs
Speed hastening
Everything a streaking blur
Falling towards earth
Passing through earth
Laying motionless
In a sparkling void
Breathless breathing out -

Planets emit from my mouth
And circle my head
Trying to laugh
But more planets emit from my mouth
They circle my legs.

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Distant people begin to get closer
They all peer at me
Knowing them all
My mother, father and sister dancing
Me trying to join in with them
At the centre of a room
Surrounded by a circle of people
Holding binoculars to their eyes
All looking at me
I ask what they are looking at
They all reply in unison
Your severed brain.

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They begin to close in on me
So I dig a hole
Deep down
To some odd shaped wooden door
That won’t open
Scraping hard with fingers
Fingers bleed and bone protrudes
Splintering the door open with bone
Finding it is a coffin lid
And myself inside
I weep hopelessly
Shaking my other body
It crumbles away
Into dust
Where four wild rearing horses
Come pulling a carriage
Side doors open
Staggering in
It speeds me away
With slamming doors
Taking me home
Dropping me onto
A Psychiatrist’s couch.

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Entwined in car rattling grills frying sliced lime
A sleep walker wakes another dream in another time
With memorable face flickering bones
Stand in a dessert line by a cave entrance on thrones
Emitting squealing oysters of human races
Slowly crawls across faces.
Changing into winged fingers
That poke eye’s to waken from sleep lingers.  

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