I'm going backwards
will you catch me
start at Z scroll to A
when I fall
II
futons on milk crates
we lived without time
money everyone,
everything, past
our Use By DatesCampbells soup cans from dumpsters
III
riffs of Quadrophenia
Jimmy steals a boat
who threw this in?
sails out to a rock
wrecks his scooter
IV
I can hear
you - smiling, raging
against dying
alphabet soup
coming down,
never gently
scrambled up words
phone numbers lyrics tenses
past present now then you me us
what the fuck went down
Kit, I knew it was the bloody milk crates & yes bodies not quite so flexible any more ...
ReplyDeleteHa! Alphabet soup makes good poems!
ReplyDeleteI wonder if the soup is different if you open the can from the bottom? Chronology is a myth! Love it,
ReplyDeletethe thing the bed itself was made of ... I can't believe that now
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