Category Archives: BEAT

1984 came, went & is no more .. . ditto

1984 came, went & is no more .. . ditto .. . the phone rang and Ahmed spoke so kindly if Ahmed were his name we talk in circles if anyone’s to blame it is not Ahmed Ahmed does not live here anymore he went away i stopped ordering any parcels dealing with the arseholes who clog up my line cholesterol users and feminine abusers the politic is strained on our semi-island of reform it is 1984 and we have been here many times before choose the air of freedom if you can the summer of the sixties when life was unplanned and we all were victorious before the autumn of regret our awesome winter of discontent Winston met Kid Charlemagne our future’s were all set beanbags and gonks TOPO GIGIO clap your hands and think of breezy Brighton the rampages and nights in prison drunk drivers, spilt semen … Continue reading

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birth lines .. .

.. birth lines .. . 2nd edit ..  i was born put my heart into it kicking, screaming breathing i put my soul into it they say you cannot believe in the soul unproven, undefined and imagined yet imagination is … Continue reading

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THE DREAM OF GERULAITUS .. .

.. the dream of Gerulaitus .. . .. I dreamed of Vitas Geralaitusthe tennis starwe are but men and womenthat signify our presenceby the essence of existencethat may be told in termsof our appearanceon the high court for a seasonwe … Continue reading

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RADICAL BEAT POET

radical beat poet .. .wherever dust settlesand the folded flag lays flaccidsprinkled with bloods of the innocenta partizan and his gunthe zealot in his zealpontificates of power rest easywho hold the bigger gunwield one thousand brave menand women in their … Continue reading

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YOWL LIKE YOU MEAN IT .. .

YOWL LIKE YOU MEAN IT .. . .. they said write what you knowas though I knew anythingor any thing was knowableso many critical things had changedand I submerged within a sea of wonderingit seemed likely this could not lastI … Continue reading

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OPTIMIST at the OPTOMETRIST

optimist at the optometrist .. . optimist at the optometrist 1, 000 illuminated eyes waiting to decide Buddy Holly brides endless eyebrows rising space-pod aliens disguise urban cowboys overheard in private conversations about their ears and eyes Marianna’s blackened eaux … Continue reading

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HANDWRITTEN ODE TO PASSING STRANGER .. . .. .

HANDWRITTEN ODE TO PASSING STRANGER .. . .. . . .. shutdown the world as if it is winter oil your knives and store your tools for i have seen the winter’s edge and i have stood on land’s ledge … Continue reading

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WORLDS in COLLISION .. .

worlds in collision .. . . . I reminded myself of a book I once read in around nineteen seventy one which described images of planetary chaos that fired me up to try and understand about the universe and later … Continue reading

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ALCOHOL and IRONY .. .

alcohol & irony .. . ode to a bum on the street .. . i resort to alcohol what do you do to cope with atrocity moribund, culture shame i resort to alcohol what is your poison that you would … Continue reading

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WAKE UP SUSIE .. .

wake up Susie .. . The world was simpler thenwhen Phil and Don strummed guitarsand Mahalia Jackson sang of love and mercywe thought we saw Gagarin’s shadow on the moonbut it was really blue cheese spread on pizza breadwith anchovies, … Continue reading

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