MARRIAGE BED
Streetlights
slanted through blinds
and made the wall
a television.
We dived beneath sheets
as the bedroom
was uncarpeted,
the central heating
didn't work
and the nights
were freezing.
It wasn't quite our dream
because only we weren't naked
(wearing
warm but unappealing
winceyette pyjamas)
or blessed by the sun
and life soon in...
Friday 30th August 2013 8:19 pm
THE BIRD
after seeing Carcer City at the Westy
“Had T. S. Eliot been born in the late 1980s I have no doubt that he would be standing on a dingy stage, clad in a Converse T-shirt roaring incomprehensibly about April being the cruellest month.” The Dreaded Press
In the morning I watched the 2012 Olympic torch
being lit by the sun (it only took a few seconds)
while a group of Gree...
Wednesday 20th March 2013 9:46 am
VISIT TO THE AUDIOLOGY CLINIC, 1973
He said one day you will be totally deaf
and before I left said Thank you to the Doctor
even though his gift was a sentence
to be carried out at some unspecified date.
While I was able I had to go to Montreux
to hear at least Miles Davis, Gary Burton,
BB King, Charles Mingus, Ornette Coleman,
Keith Jarrett, Sun Ra and Horace Silver.
And I had to hear everything i...
Saturday 2nd March 2013 11:11 am
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