ephemera

4/3/4 (#3)

following on
from the first
and the second

here are some
4/3/4s
they will not stop

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#53: sunset, full moon

towards the sun
then turn, turn,
towards the moon

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#54: dead animals by the side of the road (in order)

squirrel, fox, fox
(couldn’t tell)
crow, pheasant, fox

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#55: half glimpsed scene from car window #1

cows in long grass
motionless
below the bridge

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#56: half glimpsed scene from car window #2

smell of burnt leaves
canal boat
scene out of time

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#57: autumn poem #1

the foliage
yellowing
browning, falling

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#58: autumn poem #2

the trees have gone
all yellow
conkers fallen

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#59: autumn poem #3

the noise of rain
without end
on plastic roofs

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#60: autumn poem #4

i like the word
autumnal
it’s nice to say

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#61: autumn poem #5

park in autumn
much nicer
than in summer

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#62: winter poem #1

park in winter
best of all
ice underfoot

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#63: note from niece (pushed under toilet door)

“david which film
snowhite or
littel mermade”

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#64: trip planning, with smart phone

everyone checks
the weather
and then stays home

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#65: slight phobia admission #1

i get so scared
(who knows why)
by centipedes

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#66: slight phobia admission #2

scaffolding makes
me feel a
bit uneasy

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#67: slight phobia admission #3

just thinking of
space in its
infinity

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#68: on waking #1

an aching back
short of breath
unfocused eyes

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#69: on waking #2

happiness gone
yet bad dreams
lingering on

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#70: day out in suffolk #1

a museum
of radar
in concrete hut

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#71: day out in suffolk #2

birdsong and waves
where the woods
reach the sea wall

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#72: looking up (perspective trick)

helicopter
and a drone
both the same size

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#73: dogs #1

a pug snuffling
and sneezing
wheezing, whining

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#74: dogs #2

this dog looks like
a huge toy
fluffed up, alive

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#75: dogs #3

“she won’t hurt you,”
he says while
his dog bites me

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#76: daily routine (breakfast)

don’t eat breakfast
feel quite ill
when i wake up

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#77: daily routine (lunch)

eat a sandwich
follow that
with cake and coke

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#78: daily routine (dinner)

cook too much food
feel quite ill
for rest of day

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Notes:

1. Written in August and September 2019

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separations of lines

when i was a teenager
reading poetry at school
i remember getting
just
completely
infuriated
by the random line breaks
everywhere
thinking
screaming
(whining)
couldn’t you have written this as a sentence
a single paragraph
correctly punctuated
its meaning made clearer
and more concise
unobfuscated
by these arbitrary separations
Now of course this is all I have
all I do
everything I am
drawn out
and spread thin
in the hope
that the spaces
between
will hold more meaning
than the words themselves

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Notes:

1. Written on 23rd September, 2019
2. Originally posted on twitter
3. Where it makes more sense really

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Objects Of Desire

When I was little, we had a set of dinner plates with illustrated cats prancing in a circle round the edges. There was an error on one of the four plates, so a single cat had no tail.

This was always the plate to have. Tears were often shed in pursuit of its imperfection.

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Notes:

1. Written on September 7th, 2019

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Marvel’s First Gay Superhero

Last night I dreamt I was Marvel’s first gay superhero.

I was in the newest film, and I got to be friends with the green woman from guardians of the galaxy, and while she was talking to tony stark I got to say a single sassy quip.

(The joke unfortunately goes unremembered)

Then in the first action sequence of the film, I chastely kissed my boyfriend (an unnamed, nondescript pale man in white tshirt) goodbye on the forehead, before flying off in my spaceship, where the baddy (a 100 foot tall man with no hands) punched my spaceship straight into the sun.

And that was the end of Marvel’s first gay superhero.

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Notes:

1. Written on 14th August, 2019
2. Based upon a dream of the previous night
3. All historical inaccuracies are the fault of my sleeping brain

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Windows

I was watching a film the other day when I realised I’ve never climbed out of a window.

In films everyone’s climbing out of windows all the bloody time. Sneaking out when they’re grounded. Stepping out onto the roof to look at the stars. Sleepwalking into Dracula’s arms. Climbing out onto the ledges round a high rise while attempting to avoid murderers, monsters, husbands, wives. Prison escapes, secret base infiltrations, the exploration of ruins.

I have missed out on so much, with my quaint usage of doors.

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Notes:

1. Written on 15th August, 2019

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