- Slit dress
The slit in her dress went up to her thigh. She wore scuffed black boots and a backpack that was covered in band patches. She had a tattoo on her ankle that said ACID RAP. She walked past a red phone box. The last one in town.
1989: 10p phone calls to girlfriends
Fingers tasted metallic.
2. 200 year feast
After they landed they butchered the first animal they saw and feasted on it’s meat. 200 years later that day is celebrated by eating a armadillo.
Have you ever seen a blonde haired nun? A bald Rastafarian?
A documentary about a man with three knees.
3. Iron Maiden to the knees
The found photo was of a boy with missing teeth and bleeding gums. In his right hand he held a bunch of keys. He was wearing an Iron Maiden shirt that came down to his knees. In the background a car was on fire.
His mother, long gone, mane him after her favourite singer.
Russian meteorites blamed for equine flu – spreads like a virus
and all the computers shut down at 11:32 as detectors pick up signs of tsunamis in international waters
plans for the retreat
have more people touched the surface of the Moon than the bottom of the ocean?
DAY 5 IN THE BUNKER
eating food from a tin you cut your lip bloody mixes with tuna
the sharks are circling
And I know I’m rambling and I know this isn’t going anywhere and the song playing now keeps asking me WHAT DOES REKINDLE MEAN?
the spies have unearthed your secrets – deflowered
you will be handed over to the authorities at dawn
⁃ a jury assembled from local businessman
a retired pilot
the librarian with a bag of books
⁃ you never wrote the confession
you swear but
you wished there was better ending to this joke
to this sentence
and the next line that fades
like the sound that vanished as the ambulance rushed by
the faint laughter carried across the bay
to the prison recreation yard
the current will drown you
or bring you home
(He had a)
head like a planet
pot marked like a meteor impact
a mug shot on a 1,000 police walls
fingerprints like the map
contours of mountains
he pissed in the wound
and it smelt like burning hair
and I dreamed of pressing lips against her and decided I would rescue her in a time machine of my own design
I would rescue her to soundtrack of violins and cellos notes played over a cold landscape of snow and crippled trees
and her insides are alive
and safe in their place for
some children lean like saplings
bent, blank and thin like a sheet of A4 paper
holes in their teeth
empty black spaces
and then some children just look like scratches on a painted horizon
I returned home at night my wife said I’d changed
I was beginning to fade
to a grey facsimile of the person she fell in love with
— drained and washed of colour
a slow death in verdant Albion
full of lottery winners and knife victims
LAT: – 1.548567
helicopter over a smokestack spitting out a bilious tar
your face is beamed on to the moon
⁃ clothes : models own
the clouds are gathering from afar
the last pay phone in town
was declared an
OBJECT OF HISTORICAL IMPORTANCE
a line of tourist snaked around the block with their phones
taking pictures of phones
inside the body of the pay phone
nested dead coins and beer caps
all circuits and conduits ripped out
like dying veins
the children from the future thumbed the coins and couldn’t conceive the notion of physical money