Monday, August 03, 2009

The Commons set 3 // 4 - 5


meanwhile, there are voices
glazed ones, rectangular ones
are trickling down our thighs
into swarms of cancelled centuries
anxious ones / FUSES
each one lives a double life
paupers, vagabonds, criminals
FUSES / FUSES / FUSES
Yeh, well, not to worry
they have no legs to walk on
they have no mouth to speak with
its 11.58 in London
contact us immediately
payments will probably be delayed


or, from another angle
thought this was paradise
bone of my speechless bone
or rather, london pavements
clasped & wrapped, contained
your era, my stiletos / or
revolving spheres, whatever
its 11.58, whatever that means
tame jackals, springing fools
from a different perspective
we are your dead coins
your glazed leather beds
“how old are you, my -”
noises / noises / noises

5 comments:

Posie Rider said...

Is that a picture of a suffragette? Hurrah! Surely if so she'd be middle class though? Unless it's Annie Kenny?

Sean Bonney said...

nah, its Rosa Luxemburg . . . .

Posie Rider said...

Oh, fit but dead? I when I get another cat to replace Emmeline, I've always planned to call her Rosa Luxemburg.

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