execution daily
cafe
of
saddened
glances
glancing
off
themselves
smile-less as vipers
pity
has
many
heirs
how long
in this
unsufferable
chair?
in
the
deepness of
a stare, always downwards
footsteps
are abundant
yet ghosting
barely ghosting
a song off
the radio
is butchered
chalk-screech-scratches
there is
nought for
the mind
to catch
voices
disengage
over a cake
that appears winter
here a caramel
cold coffee is
replaced with
another lit by the sun
the table is
remarked with
crumbs, skids of
old phone numbers
mostly
abundance
is
reluctant, scarce to try its hand, a melancholy of everywhere dappled with the heart strung
who
frequents
lonely? “mostly
me “ thinks everyone
nearness
there isn’t any,
fullstops in all
of thinking
watch sugar
foamy glisten
right before
sinking
“stir myself
under” loses
himself loses
dreaming
slick haircuts
manoeuvre
longing, lust
can outdo paleness
or so want would
have us buRn like
a brand or a flame
written upon
initial me all over
with the scent of
your tongue, happens
to be, no-one
soon when the
dregs are met at
the bottom of its
thames like cup
out into that hint
of dusk, into air
being switched off,
car horns are making -
predators of themselves,
stiff pigeons rummage,
there’s loneliness
glued upon watching
uneasy as smoke,
listening to the clutter
on mobile phones,
tearaway windows slash -
quickly upon the bramble’d
embankment, how many
losses have been near
that bridge looking like
a rusty raw mouth of
gums, false rain drops
its spittle, thru this jaw
a graffiti witness along its lengthy cartoon
soon this throat will
end, passed doors
that are not far off
tombstones, a pram
all ruined digits that
could have been limbs
lodged in a hedge
full of cans
returning now to
the room that
exhibits its tired
lung, there to retire -
for awhile, waiting
for dead-roped
tomorrow in self-
adjusted strangle
that cafe
slow as
a tear will
offer its beverage sighed over and into, the dead mists of minds unable to clear
a repetition of
a diseased circle,
go again when light
disgusts itself to leave
simply go on ahead and repeat
ambuscade
ambushed
by waking,
snake-ish skin
tightening -
envelopes for
the mood to
restrict in,
consider its
derailment,
and under-
achieve
blackly bursts
head interrupts headlights into
sunlessness
a cache of
subtotalled
failure, makes
for an immense
city
uncertain
unravels
what is
thought of
as sky
shrugs
and
finally
dismantles throb and peculiar sun
bivouac these
senses
make harbour
for the shell
to clam its
throat
sharp
penknives of
light
make the
shadows
outfits cut
and
nearly
friends, drift-abouts, my fiend in reliable a cave as any, subdues and ethereal
there’s
a ghoul
in a wider coat
with winter
for a lapel
such darkness
in its gulp
it sucks the
blush right out
blood into
awkward pliable
pale and unlikely
dark trousers
and a hood
aren’t i the
worst vampire
chewing upon
the bible? has
lies for splints
and gullible
prose
ten dead dogs
push hardness upon
shoulders,
bleak is one
awry is another
that calls from
its cemetery
hijacked 10am
a terrible time
for walls to
grow themselves,
pose thorns
for touches,
rid the outline
of its marshmallow
anchor
plummet by 12
when the midday
cracks allow
and the birds all
chatter and the
boughs all
stammer
both effective
stranglers
isn’t there
a room with
width for
panic to
subdue in
or to reside
its stuffy
mispronounced
tongues?
floors
spilt with
gazing,
ambushed
again at 10
when the
moon scribbles
rejection
a spider’s
worth of tiny
bloodbaths
backseat -
morose,
at least
several hooks
spear and
pierce red
gasps,
a hook
mismanages
thinking
into
awful, awful
canyons where nothingness crayons