combustion engines hover
like the distance in all its rush-hour
metal orb simmers in the blue scream
alarm clock cracks open the mourning day
steel s the drips from the tap
boils triangular bag like
perforated disorder clinging
to the slab of minds
locked in deranged sleep
breakfast chimes on mobile phone
mouth slop biting crackle
the first chewed verbiage
a post-shredded through
the abandoned cap=flap
of bills like refuse crapping on
doormat
razored fights chin
nips and cuts
tepid ceal
reflection-bitten
greyed black
like toothpaste on
sore dentistry
just swallow the lurking fumes
of coffee and cigarette as it
wastes across table quivering
silver-marked cutleries
sifting through spoons
of lumps of blunt bread soaked
in strands of light cradling
waste-rust industrially levelled
keys dig into door
twisting like middle-age
dropped clumsily sketching the road marks
screeching rush propelling alongside
the bus of fluorescent
buzzing in low gears
not cured of lurid floss
spreads thick the painted adverts
that curb crawl
the packed glum of closed faces
bar the squelch of standard graded
cosmetics and chews
gum and rattle
the anxious piano finger
of social exclusion disconnects
and the boarding of the shift of day
that morning slams shut on
longings that are spewed-out
trailing in dark dreams
without filtering the exhausted pipe
consuming heartless the suck
that rages in choking
relentless recoil.