Wednesday, January 23, 2019

The 12.51 to Preston


Sitting in a rickety
White conservatory in Leeds
Talking to an umbrella plant
About zen philosophy,
The twelve fifty one to Preston
Is this what the world expected.

The recovering man sits
On the phone to benefits
Poison fossilised in grey snakes
The mill's curse, scarring these hills,
Gap toothed half literate crack piping
Meat packer stamps his feet in threat
Stowed crow bar in the back pack
For opening doors, the politic
Is this what the world expected.

Make a bare room a seminar
Who's doing the throttling and how
The proper method of crop rotation
Palid, with a handsome visage
Rarely visited by smiles
One of his eyes wanders, the son
Oh him, with the racist Staf.
There are no songs
Of how the steam milled killed
This wet aired town.
Is this what the world expected.

After two shifts the soldier will return
From taking all of the five kids to Mosque
Ferry the recovering man for cash
Like basket weavers who borrow cane
Horror dawns over his jaw on the stair
Witness now to the impotence of serfs
Alone with the pots
Is this what the world expected.

Crack concrete to fit fresh pipe
Shift grit in sacks and back
For aggregates till the clock matches
All of that sweat
To cut the ageing radiators out
And create something better
Wait, for the fruit fly to drink
Gas off the fresh ink
Is this what the world expected.

Sitting in a rickety
White conservatory in Leeds
Talking to an umbrella plant
About zen philosophy
Is this what the world expected of me.

Tuesday, January 15, 2019

Things I didn't hear at the meeting


Things I didn't hear at the meeting

I tell you they're coming
They're coming they are
With bulldozers like tidal waves
Voracious steel jawed monsters
That crave to encase our community
In concrete, feast
And block out the sun.

Things I didn't hear at the meeting

I've been here for ten years.
Me twenty.
Me since sixty four.
I was here afore all yee in misty days of yore.

I was here when the shops were nice
Before people came to score.
I was here afore all yee in misty days of yore.


Things I didn't hear at the meeting

We intend to build a series of skyscrapers
That will blot out the sun,
Saddle the council with debt
Take the money and run.

Things I didn't hear at the meeting

The alternative to a festering turmite mound
That will devour the suffocated heart of our community,
An army of atomised worker cells
Shedding anonymity to lubricate the path
Of thieves and men of bad affections;
Is a collectively constructed
Constructively created, all purpose
Purpose built Shangrila.

Things I didn't hear at the meeting

I am diverse, I
Represent diverse people
We speak with one voice.

We are diverse here
And they want to build the same
On diverse people.

We diverse people
Need space to be
More diverse within
This community.
If we do not have space to be diverse
We cannot remain the same.

We hope that other
Diverse people will join us
And be diverse too.


Things I didn't hear at the meeting

Hello, I'd like to declare my interest
In a collection of ideas, ideals
That everyone thinks they'd like to believe
And feel quite good with tea and soft focus.

Hello, I'd like to declare that I'm drunk
And the chair of the club
That wouldn't rub shoulders
With you, the community.

Hello, I'd like to declare that I'm sent
From the infamous armies of Satan
We've got pictures and papers
On you and your offspring
And we're waiting,
To integrate input from you,
The community.

Things I didn't hear at the meeting

The picture you see before you
Has no sharp edges,
The colours represent
A very fashionable choice by Arturo
Who did the Auto CAD.

As you can see from the map
There are many spaces
That could be filled with a diverse range
Of hope and energy

Please all imagine
Something that you would like to see
Say “mmmmmm”
And forget the desperation on the doorstep.

Things I didn't hear at the meeting

Please disperse with military efficiency
Into groups of relevant proficiency and expertise.
Assemble your blueprints in two blinks on post its,
Please keep the yellow and green ones separate from pink.

Things I didn't hear at the meeting

Wouldn't it be nice to have some nice things.
Yes.
Other places have nice things, it could be nice.
Yes.
This is nicer than the other place I was.

Things I didn't hear at the meeting

I mean where they going to put it all ?
Where you going put all of them ?
If you put them there,
Where you going to put
All things you have to put
When you put things places?
Where they going to put it all?
It won't fit.
And who put em up to it?

Things I didn't hear at the meeting

I need something for what I do
People like me, they do too
We could do something for what I do
I like doing what I do.

Things I didn't hear at the meeting

You call this business,
Strung out hairdressers, beauticians and fried chicken
I'll buy a flat and you'll feel me pissing
From a great height.
I'm drunk and I don't give a...

Things I didn't hear at the meeting

Space is love
The love of this community
Concious of its beating heart
Seizing this transformational opportunity
To reaffirm tradition with a new start.

We can build something beautiful
With all the voices at the table
Open up the arena
For an eco-equitable, enabling eco-system
Of interactions symbiotically structured
To be systemically symmetrical celebrations
Of space as love.

Things I didn't hear at the meeting

Why don't we just chip in and buy them out.
Pass round the hat, get busy
Will have a few hundred mil in a couple of minutes.

If there's any left in the pot
We can give it to married, mortgaged middle-aged
White men because they don't seem to get a lot.

But we could build a tower block.

Yes, we could build a tower block
That's exactly what Tottenham needs
Another tower block.