Monday, 7 June 2021

Craving

Everybody in their own way
it seems
crave recognition
praise

not just from time to time
but all the time

especially artists
and entertainers
comedians more than any

desperate
they feed on laughs
applause
knowing nods of the head

and if the craving isn't satisfied
they tumble into a void
a scary, lonely place

fearing worthless
is their real name

worthless
useless
nothing special

they wake up
in a dread sweat
fearing truth
will find them

Saturday, 5 June 2021

Reality TV

reality is tv

Springwatch

Pointless


why go outside

when you can experience everything

sitting at the telly?



Friday, 4 June 2021

In the Bin

in the bin

is an avant-garde novel

it's where it belongs


it made no sense

I threw it out

in self-defence

without a doubt


it's hard enough

to make real sense

of anything

that's much less dense


than that strange book

hence it's new home

in the bin

in the bin

Thursday, 3 June 2021

Walking on water

we don't drown

we float

drowning is a result of not floating


we can walk on water

if we have faith

in the water

in the walk

in the walker


knowing there is no walker

walk

water

faith

Tuesday, 1 June 2021

Boat Trip

sink or swim

let's stay afloat

as long as we can


we may not make it to the other shore

never been this way before

so far out to sea


but this way lies work

and work earns enough

to feed a hungry man


maybe enough to send some back

across the North Channel


Wexford feels a long way away

Stranraer a million miles in the dark

of this journey


may the boat stay afloat

in these rough seas

and may we find refuge

and a journey's end

Thisnthat

That was that

and this is this

and they're not the same

though born from the same womb


what was born is plain to see

but may not be so readily understood


this turns out to be different from that

thisnthat

who'd have thought

they'd turn out like that?


and so it ends

and so it goes on

Existence

I don't exist

existence exists

but doesn't know it exists


I am a part of existence

like the mountains

and the pebbles


but they don't exist either

except as temporary arrangements

of the singular existence