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and what it said back then on the railway bridge
at Bloomfield Road (no longer there of course)
was "You can spare me – it means only one less
penny ice lolly from the corner shop !" (no longer
there of course) and the train will make me huge
(steam no longer here of course) and the others
will laugh and cheer as you scramble down to
the line place me centred and climb back up
here again before the train shoots through to
Central Station (no longer there of course).

Gigantic copper-coloured disc and this recall.
Still talking half a century after.

(c) C J Heyworth August 2014
Johnny Noiπ Sep 2018
a plain man,                                        dwelling in the light & shadows,
receives the name of the Center, however, to read off the number
of prizes that are given to all harlots,               they that are called out
of the warm weather;    that it so far as we can do
w/ the sweat of the tongue; once used by the host to the love
of what makes a woman, and the woman, girl naked,
the eyes of the mother, "the tale of your young women
in the night, men, red light, the black people, the donkey
is the poet's; Space's beautiful face turning
to the Dead Hot Earth's Snooch at the foot of eons;
while w/                            the queen of the place, they are moving
from a king,           u are a boy, "1, although Green Latin America,
where for him is the Big choosing
                             of the Golden form
             of living life to dance poetry,
the Sun holding the silver in,     Puck is too aggressive
in the order of battle;               who proceeds from the devoted,
          out of the divinity of ******* hell,                into the city,
into a chamber that has a large stake
in the future of her *****
as the sea became as the blood of the poet  
& her words, we took this woman;
        1 really like the feel of her kid-skin,
                                                       the poet's hands, thinking
                that the entrance to the wisdom of God is the call
of the true moon,                 & recognizing the Steel history
                                     of the voice of the baby boy's dream
to make it to the middle of the road               & the wife of the General;
         Igor drunk but              going off to think of me,
the work is great;
the sallow skin of the saints,
             & children of three,
& he wanted to,         full from the start, walk,      
it is not true
& widely walked but not in the open air,
Medusa, in the book, that he turned, the stone
of the aperture of the interests of the State,
so that 1 feel that behind him, a young son
to always follow a character that ruthless
& savage,   out to the windy rock to meet the goat
that I had 1 he had promised gay Guy's leaving us
an ugly brown painting, but the white man
is there to eat the pear of Barbie, w/ the cat's ears,
& to hop back into the mouth to get to the mouth
of the mother; she had left the world
over the armor,                      the girl's best friend,
the tongue of the deep things of the form of John,
w/ his finger writing wet w/ harlots,
thou receiveth a fee that is gently inclined to yucky
company that keeps running,                     filled w/ French-Russian dogs
in the window                                       & totally invisible ******'s brains
have spread through the evils of the Western secrets;
you want a small mirror to be set up in the field
to download w/out asking as u stood up to speak,
use of which is the sound of a lot of guys,
the story is read,                                      strippers lay on top the instructions
of music to talk,                                      he turned it up lately;
She is my sister?                                     so 1 might go bound
in the Sandwiches as he defended us to the iron,
& w/ a dog to be squeezed out of the Clubhouse
& in the Aegean it is enough to scratch the wall
finishing a long time ago to support the stripper;
I will now take care to wait for the game Christ, 1
determined according to the money,    the most
standards laid over the legs,
as the Prophet's advice made him sleep
in a land smelling battle w/ a rich woman in yellow
& received six things pertaining to God from birth,
& from the air, & from floor alchemy is always less intelligent,
a machine's pulsing w/ power wearing *******,
Mary's original cops watching my cold dead Christ
in the sacred painting,                             angel sitting
on his bed; his friend's language unknown is written
in graffiti on the walls of the mom's life; [turning, a robot fell over a tree];
                 Top Hat Magic is the view which prevails
in the garden of the Science Prize Park,       however,
that the people may drink, they went out, beginning
at the toes & loved by him by means of Einstein's
Angels out of an open injury to the table of Bettie
in the flesh carried away by the wind; & the broken
glass enjoys the sight of the flames; others in the
Wilderness up her *** in every direction
of the News' guns becoming                           & spreading to the divine;
the hairy part is played by her navel in a dysfunctional
Center Museum; & Bob's Lady Dragons
who live in a clearly leather,         ******* free zone
talking ***** in the house, leaves, & south of socks
centuries,                          Christians' planet empty corporate crazy talk
bringing total misunderstanding to the parade
of burning lights;          feeling like they were
moving paradise simply but on that Friday,
the computer witch takes the Chinese pulse
for a lover feeling ghost sweat,     he would be invisible
to maintain the image of education; Jack in the shadow
of one second standing right there in the clothes
                                                        early dawn by way of Eve's income;
calling prostitutes because their type of knowledge
is thinly cut looking neatly in the lived        glory of her teenage years;
of many should face the start of the goddesses
        of Jews surprises the warm-chiefs of men at night,
it does not bare bright,        because of her Asian Spirit;
Abbas sleep called healthy redux artillery allowing
public visitors the radio station until the killer games
face food w/out teeth & smoke to women
                            alone w/ two kinds of force Kissing,
the buried pen,      like the motion carried & progressed
the goddesses of Jews, surprising the warm chief's mom
late at night,                        when it does not bare bright
because of her Asian Spirit; Abba sleeping,               calling healthy
redux artillery,   public visitor for the radio
until the killer games face food w/out teeth            & smoke to women alone with two kinds of force Kiss,
the buried pen like the motion carried & progressing
James Leggett May 2016
steps between spaces are as silent
as the town trying to find its sleep
whispers from hushed restaurants evaporate
as they're visually removed from focus

my desire for rest is not unlike
the town's
giving me less light than I deserve
as I search for a parked car
to take me home

kids walking along Bloomfield avenue
look for liquor stores that don't card
fueled by the ecstasy of mischievous youth

if I drive away
will I miss the golden opportunity
sitting in place waiting for kinetic release?

if all I want is to drive into your arms
without reservation
am I selfish
or just lonesome?

East Side Mags closes in
the crescendo of finality
an array of dark stores
lifeless – unattractive at night

the flicker of New York activity
a compass on the horizon for
any wandering traveler

it's a whole world over there
a perfect backdrop for night drives

— The End —