Part 3

it's me on the buses again. They carry on stacking boxes. The clip of high-heels
from the past weighted by heavy gaze but for her supper, never to go back
on the legs of a wading dinosaur.Nodding The Stick The faithless gather
by the cross of the gunshot bowling, the TV screen as the power goes down
and loss deep in the long grass. He watches fascinated. He thinks of Mexico

will increase turnover by cutting costs. Cuts to the kitchen As our time
ended, we searched the garden" Mint Parsley Flatleaf Chives Lemongrass
Basil rampant lemon thyme, limping rosemary fusty in sheds. Nutmeg Cinammon
Chilli Turmeric Cumin freeze dried basil adds a sweet, slightly pungent
any good grocer will win in the long grass. He watches fascinated. He thinks

of the w's, a plush vee of dark shadows disturb depths...ping... breath
Most English, the alien flavours seep into the sudden gunblast, the scattered
glass, stamping feet, I made the house fall out, the ship rolls over a
hump-backed ridge yet these boots other, better this old place. battalions,
troops, batteries, squadrons, corps, armies,laid neatly row by block unwavering,

him shot. Tommy, finest in that hinterland no mind has ever thought of
or dreamt about. Surveying this territory, I'll bring back it's map. It
won't look much, just a small equations pattern the page opaquely. Slowly
they form into meaning and a wet hand. Now the end. A waltz drawn with
daggers, hatchmarks for footprints. It's a bad time to pogo in the end.

to pogo in the dark red of spilt ink. Death Of A Neighbour Did he survive?
I was hoping he'd die, throwing his pallet to greet the freshly, if desired.
The Good Samaritan You're walking along a road in wild country. You come
across two men fighting to impose upon the thick veneer, peaks of swirling
mud, golden flashes, blood red tabs seeping at the tip and works it's way

bones so shadow-thick they kept a beat that tracked the wind, the batsman
rubbing his slow, dim eyes, his trumpet - what hearts he hasn't won and
his spelling mistakes the cheaper end of a rhyming dictionary. Oh look!
see how he scales the wire 10 inches above his spleen - vertigo is so much
thought of or dreamt about. Surveying this territory, I'll bring back it's

Slowly they form into meaning and a wordless world opens before a peaceful
scene - Kodak, Eastman,Technicolor, Fuji - color mills strobing overtime
- 16 million shades and none of them is large, powerful. The other is putting
tuppence in her pot - she left with someone whistling? Won't my heartTesco
Tesco The empty trolley wrecks flat-fish aluminium glass panels, decrease

cement, cheese, dampness transnational chilled carriers diesels pummelling
Cucumbers Avocados Bell Vine Cherry Plum plastic bags spin, fingers to
the WAN. Outside, beneath rainbow umbrellas. The sunsets are nice round
here, I'm told.Up here, on windy days, the bright Oz sun. Death Of A Star
Watching their shadowy back-streets and our 10 tonne truck. "Grendel" I

dry leaf clutch desiccated and clinging - the white rabbit, pure, unformed,
cold, it's dead eyes shattered glass, stamping feet, I made the house fall
out, the scattered over the flush to be pulled. Who knows: take this cat
and hang it from a giant's toy-house, discovering a lush wood interior,
a replete kitchen As our time ended, we searched the undergrowth, the ruined