Sunday 30 March 2014

Poem

I Will Listen Now

and when you come in what then
is you start the facial brief one fly
so balk you are beautiful I cannot
contain this steady option settlement
to say that I agree with every frail
notion and believe that what you are
is am saying this rough cupidity
lest we damage the immediate
pleasure and I ascertain not even
who you are but what we both coalesce
and when I come in compromise
the hatch nailed up the drone insistence
irritations constant must be revived song
see this and loving has never been easy
you sway into meat all the time your face
into meat all the time your neck hanging

but in order to say that disguise this
that living is in a way the certain art
the constant lie the way we speak of one
fixture and another one and condescend
to the ear fix the ear with a stare and say
with determined air that the one
and the other are in a way the same
shape and that one of us extremes themself
I am glad you are safe and glad the safety
sticks around unbelievable when I hear
what it is you are completed when the light
of this that occurs begins to phase out
and what this astonishing life loses what
we are already here. already taken
down to touch the ear untouch the mouth

unbuckle the immediate always frail motion
that exactly cold clear wail the way out.

Poem

For Keston Sutherland


General callback canto one
lost winter’s winnow hydraulic
pigeon shit. Love me tender they
salt/silt: gis statement a half cut


sky, the light petit object speck
the difference spoke between
corvid & bee. One rests your
general score power cut die rib


slip prelingual terror mounts throatful
to say cope out be
incinerate lock by lock symbolised
crowd to order haze directive


snow. But the Count denounced
the crow, do so backward
holding up a fetish screen befor
duck exquisite pass off the loaned


bangs in, commence until depart
bi fang, swing coerced
lash out. Skin fried hydraulic
hair lobe jelly oils for


cast on lube, don’t pull me
towards your compact hair clot
chest pull me somewhere out
swallows 3.5 wight claim


credit, ATOS hatch-leaf do not
weak hands my adopted tone
delay to censeur winnowed teeth
personal break removal, now.


Make transference paranoidal. Try
habit kill off toys spit gains tax
gash caveat, bottom of the sun paint
larynx, too narrow. What is thinning


is delight the marrow pink occlusion
act, the sky, where fear droops
in language and the symptom
is to move my scar scum round the room.



Colour the bruise in Tip-Ex black
the gasp at finance certainty:
pilot abject race cars spliff
the one that loves and bursts.


Some not yet local credence.
Make that stick out: Things aren’t okay
press passivation in your back

and make its dissidence  listen.