Construction

Pathway

Let’s play – with him

Squashed paper – flattened thing

Let’s go – next door

Spilt dust – white C

Let’s jump – the crack

Getting lower – square hole

Let’s climb – the wall

Round corner – black cracks

Let’s look – for her

Straight line – brown stain

Let’s run – round there

One curve – two bends

Let’s do – that again

White squiggle – in middle

Let’s hop – like this

That triangle – puddle splash

Let’s hide – down here

Green paint – low wall

Let’s shout – real loud

Grey patch – wet stone

Let’s start – to scream

Brown crumbs – yellow L

Accounts

White eagle overhead screeches over its shoulder stretching talons and wings. Splayed out aching flaking palms explore turquoise perspex smashed and shattered showing handfuls of dust fluff gathered up around fluorescent wiring with stains running dripping down graffiti. Wrinkled flatness as both feet plunge into inside prickling spiralling round then heaving blood seeps into mould pores swallowing up gobbles clumps moulded absorbed and enclosed.

Head shatters broken triangle of arrows as chest continues through smoky glass leaving behind pink marble flecked black white and beige grey fingers enter dusty zigzagging woodgrain window frame. Sill juts jabbing into stomach and lower ridge digs shins as one knee enters shiny black grille and other passes streaks of dog piss staining dark green. Shades of the dull matt metal safe are shouldered aside as body melts resisting bricks.

Reflections or real thing as pale lemon griffin claws to escape circle of circles. Toes force black speckled stone whilst forehead bends in grey brown unreachable expanse of glass sideways and above. Thumbs then elbows then ribs shove aside thin grime layer specks covering smooth white marble streaked wiggly and through horizontal dirt-lined ridges older then fading discoloured metal joins around hips passing and merging.

Above the horse looks over its shoulder. Pressing neither warm nor cold stone shining yellow grey white with small dark streaks and varnished wood orange brown. First dirt then hardness. Fingers squeeze pitted stone and nails bend. Cheekbone squashes over dusty glass. Sore knee eases khaki tiles. Feet following scraping over rubbish and everything flattening and resisting and pushing through into.

Hades

quiet moss – quiet cars

a path again – going  back

half-heard noises twisting – stretching through

the place I remember – the way to go

a light brown path – sinking away

brown and green getting darker – darker here

warped trees and branches – a fallen splitting branch

orange and green floor – yellow spots

really lost – rustles and creaks

a clearing – scratching twigs break

roots soft to touch – nearly touching the ground

greens – different greens – green flecks – flashes of green

bending this way – towards me

         I Think

I THINK THE THOUGHTS COME QUICKLY ONE AND ANOTHER WILL THIS CAR STOP AND WILL IT KNOCK ME DOWN? WHAT CAN I BUY AND MUST I BUY? SHOULD I GO HOME? WHAT’S THE BEST WAY I ALWAYS GO? I SMILE AT SOME PEOPLE I LIKE IT’LL BE NICE TO GET TO KNOW THESE PEOPLE REALLY WELL TO TALK TO THEM FOR A LONG TIME AND FIND OUT EVERYTHING ABOUT THEM AND WHERE THEY LIVE WHAT THEY LIKE TO EAT FOR DINNER THEIR FAVOURITE TV IF THEY LIKE ME SOMETIMES OFTEN I STOP TO TALK TO PEOPLE BUT THEY DON’T ANSWER ME VERY OFTEN AND NOT FOR LONG I REALLY LIKE TO TALK TO PEOPLE I FIND IT REALLY INTERESTING I WONDER IF I’M WEARING TOO MANY CLOTHES TOO HOT AND SWEATY. SHE’S TOLD ME TO WEAR TOO MANY CLOTHES I SAY SOMETHING TO MYSELF OUT LOUD SOMETHING I HEARD PERHAPS YESTERDAY AND PERHAPS FROM THE PERSON FROM NEXT DOOR THIS SHOPPING BAG IS VERY HEAVY I WONDER IF I SHOULD TAKE OFF MY JACKET AND CARRY THAT TOO I STOP TO LOOK UP AT A PICTURE THAT WOMAN THERE  HAS GOT HER EYES SHUT I DON’T KNOW  WHAT FOR AND WHY THAT HAS TO BE....

To Vauxhall

Paving cutter zwhine

Decaying Alamo

Smile SE11

Hanover hangover

Flashing Aspen Thwaites in yellow

Lamb of God

Scaffolding by platinum

She wants to put a band on me

Policing pledge

Wrong way – miles away

Patient pledge

Smears rubbed out

Red waves – yellow geometry

Kiss C

Man with hat

Orange drips

Single wavy line

Drips

Amost erased house numbers on wheelie bins

Blue 208

Rights tired

KC on green

43 GMKG

White fold dog on black

Upside-down CND

SOP in white

Khaki trickles

Pussy faint

Giant black penis on metal

Manaca with a star

Drove 4 on concrete floor

IX but dribbles down

Undergrowth

A colourless, odourless gas

Music maybe…Some movement up there

Consists of one carbon atom linked to one oxygen atom

It’s worth thinking…Always looking

A product of the incomplete burning of hydrocarbon-based fuels

I wonder how long…My ears are ringing

Enters the bloodstream through the lungs

Perhaps another one…People get lost

Binds with haemoglobin, the oxygen-carrying molecule in red blood cells, to form carboxyhemoglobin

Should I have light…A long time ago

Carboxyhemoglobin prevents the blood from carrying oxygen to organs and tissues

I can’t find it…Warm enough

Cells obtain their energy from oxygen

Not too quickly…I can just make out the sky

 Most cells have a limited capacity to live without oxygen but brain cells do not

I don’t think so…A headache

Brain cells stop working if no oxygen is present and they die if deprived of oxygen for a few minutes

It should be quiet…Where is that?

Death is the irreversible cessation of all functions of the brain

I need to get comfortable…It’s complicated