India Poem

My favourite
part of India
was the 36
hour train journey
Agra to Goa
there was a bed
and a guy bringing ye chicken
you could still
enjoy the landscape
but ye were in bed
eating chicken

Poem with Men, Hats

Standing
with other men
regarding hats
one man attempts
to return hat
to rack
unsuccessfully
he seems
exceptionally anxious
I know the feeling

Photographs of a Velociraptor

He looked like
a motherfucking velociraptor
in those old framed photos
from the 70s
or when the fuck ever

a velociraptor
poised
amidst other apparitions, colourful
ones

Sent, to suck
out the colour

Grey Afternoon

This grey afternoon
reminds me
of a German language exam
circa 1998
the colours
of the flag
the monotony
of the recorded accents
a certain pureness
a certain monolithic clamour