Poems

Untethering

“God is dead” they said Spoke nothing of the yawning blackThe dizzy plunge of orbit lostDischordant bass beneath the melody    And yes we dress the vacancy  Gaudy streamers festoon ruins Multicoloured bunting gaily flaps  On pediments now tilted on the sand   Few revellers peer in hollowed hearts To glimpse via cracks in blasted …

Dissolution

Flotsam skeins moist mineral margins   A deferent sea sighs prostrations Dropped on lap of land Merging liminal strip shifts Spume fettled grit Untiring liturgy whispered  Watery within the weightless gyre   Fragments waver on foam-flecked fringes Windblown wanderers Shy of shifting shores Soil-bound sap-soaked retrospections faded Crystallised to caustic catatonia Salt bleached slumberers The spindrift …

Homemade

Never over, never underdone The algorithms guarantee These biscuits Weightless in their helium balloon Embalmed for immortality Traversing myriad belts That blindly flick and fuss The only touch A gleaming anodised caress Where nothing rots nor rusts Beneath a blue fluorescent blaze Beneath a hairnet-hooded gaze A nameless batch Poked by latex digits Precision honed …