Some More Obverbs
Binds & Threads
From school to work there are common threads:
clambering into winter out from warm beds.
Day & Night
The night can be what we want it to be
but the day shapes itself.
Grandfather took a horse-whip to fathers arse
because he asked him if he was working class.~
Were apes with infinity in our heads;
we cut down trees and dream in sheds.
Graffiti is the spoor of dissidence;
claw marks of neglected residents.~
The prospect of dying
almost drives me to trying.
While I Waited
What did you do today while you waited?
I read a bit, slept, then masturbated.~
Fag-Ends and Dreams
Do the ashtray dreams
justify the fag-ends?
The Slavic till-girl with thinning hair and harassed eyes
Scrapes a Co-Op pittance to opt out of blasted skies.
If you've any comments about this poem,Alan Morrison would be pleased to hear from you.