Wednesday, 30 January 2013

in the manner of Lucilius

Ambition to fulfill the austere demands of art,
the mind moving to mighty themes,
Demands discipline, simplicity,
The heart like a mirror.

Disdain the haughty seats of the mighty,
Humiliating invitations to drunken dinners
the ecstasies, the low pleasures,
The mental spark guttering out with the wine.

Refuse theatre seats,
refuse to sell applause
To the actor's empty mouthings.

Sunday, 13 January 2013

Standing round the fruit market
Appraising minty onion shadows

The models come in their
chaperoned Prague cortinas with
evangelical street maps 
& droll affluent certitudes

Dear Rosa Parkes,
They got nails in their hearts

When my name was like champagne
My heart was snaffled up in snow

Sunday, 6 January 2013

Dusty Jones                                                                                                                                                            dustman moves.
Hanging 'round a touch on
The roughest dealers in
East London, Fook Uff

Beautiful chastity..I grant you may know me..sweet nectar of innocence, swirling around the brain

so wrong in
my concept of Wellington.

Theres nobody on the playing fields
Except for dogs and crows are automatically disqualified as soon as you step into the third class carriage.
Dusty Jones,
Take the charcoal with the bone,
Rough with the smooth,
melancholy with the ebouilliant.....

Friday, 4 January 2013

Wasn't good in school
because I didn't believe in
learning by rote

Men beating their breasts like banshee gorillas
I listened to that
like a dutiful wife

Educated only comparitively
by the standards of a hilarious degeneracy
We like to draw parallels with the late
roman empire
these are wild phantasms
lacking the necessary erotic ornamentation
of contemporaneous households

I was well by not doing well.


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