modern moses

he cheque the bank sent me slowly di
sin teg

he couldn’t perform
the constant image of the black Converse trainer on the dead leg of Kurt Cobain just put him off

modern day Moses
spammed everyone with the 10 commandments but they went I read
lost in the junk mail
amongst adverts for erection pills and serums that will give you strong
healthy hair

embarrassed god 

god, like a child in front of Eves nakedness he blushed and looked away –

– the smallest bodily functions made him giggle 

when he saw her sit down to pee he pointed and laughed –

he wasn’t amused 

just embarrassed

automatic writing 23

sometimes the only light I see is from the xerox machine
while I copy a picture of Solange beating up Jay-Z in an elevator
stuck between floors
-when I was younger I wanted to be on the cover of an Iron Maiden album
– all rappers have ridiculous names
-I am filled in a database which contains the names of all the people who completed Ghost and Goblins


the alphabet hasn’t changed but the number of words continue to grow
– continual evolution of both word and meaning –
when everything was upside down


she didn’t meet up with me instead she watched Netflix for three days straight –
she told me she didn’t blink once
‘case she missed something

her angelic wings were clipped


I have vivid dreams where I am a mascot for a company or
a sports team

I’m dressed in fur and am dressed as an 6ft animal

I have a wobbly head and am sweating uncontrollable

over the animal suit I am wearing a shirt with a logo
a badge


were there fish in the ark or did they just swim alongside instead?


when they took my fingerprints
they said i didn’t exist

origins UNKNOWN
ten fingers
nine toes
broken rib


I am Evel Knievel in a rocket pointed at the moon

Eden continued 

God had EdenSatan had a pleasure park of rollercoasters, Pac-Man machines and souvenir shops 
(the quests were long 

the merchandise over priced

the hot dogs cold)
and outside Eden 

the traffic stretched for miles

– cars full of screaming children and half eaten fruit

– cars full of fuming parents with half price vouchers stuffed in pockets 

dream number 4

Another night of recurring dreams
tonight # 14,

a deadline where my computer won’t work and,
or am I’m writing with invisible ink?

“Martin Luther King vs Malcolm X:
Equality but by any means necessary”?

Another one,
brittle teeth

loosening and moving
in gums
like door frames shaking in hurricanes.

And sometimes I can’t sleep,
the constant phone calls late at night,

“Hello, is that Control?”

“Hello is that Control?”

Always the same questions & dead air,
always static fizzle,
just like when the TV is
turned off.