it is as nothing
a small breath of wind passing
even that is complained on by someone
my goodness
i made a piece on censorship of language
the welsh not
accepted & rejoiced by some
rejected and removed by others
censoring the image of censorship
some things come ironic
tomorrow it will be gone
another issue put in place
by others
these places are kitchens
you may remember i left once
persuaded to return to ignore
their bleatings
you see I fly alone
here
:: you know ::
five men
those men who desire
who speak in three voices
is all i will say here, you know who you are
***
time is upon us as he writes
the old way
dust from the fire
he weaves
remembering the beginning
of it all
ash escapes his brain
into solitude.
days left
three voices
rise until just one
is heard
it all starts here today
and will take a long time
there are so many many of us
lots upon lots
though early the lanes are clear
he sees no one
only the ice and frost
goes tentatively in the wrong boots
imagines the slipping so moves
the phone to a front pocket in
case
his imagination runs riot
as before and remembering
not to use the first word
that comes in his mind
or too many recognizable
cliches james
so we talked about dna alterations
those tracking devices they say are
inserted
and laughed over the silliness
of our conversation and then
i drew the tidy face and then
the scaffolders came
or any day. do not wish to hide
do not wish to run
to take the boat and steer
to take the hiatus i fear
it crossed so many times
each time delivering
some time sinking
while we are shouting that
we do not wish to die
my son
***
wrote of it before
the last crossing
having paid the price we hope to be delivered
knowing that in depth we drown
***
the island blessed
sandy tracks to wander
in memory
like birds we flew
now it comes commercial
no crossing
.big coat.
want to draw that image
to keep it in my brain
to come out some other way
take on all the things on our arms
our shoulders
the coat hanger effect
i noted his oversized coat
and was admonished for
assuming judgement on
appearance
no no no it is about remembrance
and the drawing out later
when all is quiet james
it is that time of year for memorials
eighteen days yet
perhaps someone will come to measure the depth
calculate the timeline
yes
using phrases like the enemy
it don’t go unnoticed here either
a negative use of language
instead of facts as you say
incitement and riot talking
found not guilty when tried
it is the modern way
to use adjectives that don’t apply
descriptions that come unnecessary
with double letters
and meanings
they talk in metaphors like me
they have a differing task, are not
magicians with a comma
moving on
i hope she will like a bike
and ride along with you
it came four legged
trouncing down the dark
no one was distressed here nor
frightened
one finds more fear in the doings
of men, their counterparts
fear of too much punctuation haunts
us
unlike the four leggeds
***
there are stars
there are no stars
so what is the true meaning
here
running in the dark
sorting in the rain things get wet
puddles form
wordsjointogether
a long dark road
two legged
all so very space age or those films
about disasters and meteors
smashing into our crust
making holes
called craters
bam
splat
enough to give anyone
a nose bleed
we have his here in a jar labelled
sometimes it is anxiety
all that is going on around
us
it came so very cold
the bags were wet
and my hands hurt
like billy oh
did not drop off though
cos I huffed and puffed them
stay by the fire james
for now it is winter
