“We are accidents waiting to happen”. – There, There This is something I’ve thought about writing for some time, and have only just found the willingness to put a comprehensive list together. I’ve listened to Radiohead almost incessantly for the best part of my adolescence and beyond, initially fascinated by the lyrical output, but more…
Category: Poetry
Platform 13
Jostle for position I’ve had it with you You can stick your backpack And Brompton too.
The House That FAC Built
Shuffling feet Down Oldham Street This is their Everest Another stride from bed rest (or another score) Then into the Tempest once more The town that FAC built – now no more Than vinyl quotes on window panes “A city that thinks a table is for dancing on” And a pavement for spewing on Then…
In the Dead Zone
In the Dead Zone, time is fluid it seems Between weathered wealth and stoney faces Show the bones of Valette dreams, And expose history – mare to man, pulling to pushing One’s courting is another’s brushing One sits doubled on the concrete cushion. “The President is a son-of-a-bitch. I’m Christopher Walken”. Over and over. Ears…
The Maxim Gun 