Autophagy

and now we know
to whom the Nobel
prize will go

meanwhile
I'll go eat
myself.

Congratulations to
Yoshinori Ohsumi

He asked, 'already?'
expecting no reply
just
one more casual query
and another wondering
why.
  
but it was already
wasn't it?

the lights went off
the day switched on
and he wondered where
an age of time had gone.

It didn't seem that long ago.

Already came
such a shame
he
wasn't ready for it.

That's the kick,
my how he looks sick
and he's not too steady
on his feet
his pulse is thready
he looks beat

already?
and
It's only six o-clock.

Not that I need to or
that I have to but
I want to
so I will do.

There's a slight chill in the air
reaching under my clothes
touching on everywhere
I'm
already missing the warm kiss
of Summer
and it's not yet October.

It feels like December
and I remember
when the cold didn't bother
me
back in the Christmas of
sixty three
when being seven was heaven
under the glittering tree
and mum served us turkey
and trifle for tea.

It must be
that age thins our skin
and
allows the chills to creep in.

Dreams,
an odd reality

I sleep and see me
occupying
a space in space
and sometimes think
the dream I'm in
thinks I am dying.

Then I'm flying
haphazardly
exotically
******? me?
well
it's been known.

In dreams I pitch and yaw
dreaming of a thing I saw
forgetting what I'm dreaming for
and then I dream some more.

To differentiate between the
waking and the dreaming state
I keep a safety pin
to stick into my skin,

dreamers seldom do that.

A story that ends so to start and begin
well I've been in one of them
ended to start again
got on the bottom rung again
begun again

I'm
starting to sound like
old Michael Finnegan

so I'll begin again.

in the terrible automatic of space
spinning out
spinning back
and only to face
that which had been
and I've been in one of them
but then again
the story goes on
and so long as I'm breathing
I'm writing it.

Very aggressive birds
even with their own partners
The evil squawk
reminds me of witches and death
They are constantly chasing
small birds away
They fight for position
whilst trying to bathe
in the fountain
They fight for scraps of food
lying around

What,
today already?,
he said, but he
knew it
was today only yesterday
or
was it?

life is so not fair
then he went back to sleep

The End.

monkey see
monkey do
monkey want to
be like you.

I know you're there
wrestling thin air
we all are.

doesn't
doesn't cut it
anymore and
couldn't
couldn't do
what the monkey
wanted to

I think we're *******
see no
be no
we know
nothing.

I've
caressed many a handcuff
just
resisting arrest stuff,
but I was chained anyway on
the day that we met,

under her guard now
and how much I
love it,

wow
why did it take
so long?