Monday 17th March

Posted on March 17, 2014 by karlhyde

MISGUIDED MISSLE:

Skinny Blue, Skinny Blue, I follow you, down to the Bright Lights.

You haven’t washed your hair, but look around with practised smile,

confident the eyes are hooked and every one in customary hot pursuit.

(K)

Sunday 16th March

Posted on March 16, 2014 by karlhyde

MODEL MUSE:

He’s a happy man, Mr. 1977. We had good times, we were lucky,

he’s a model muse. When we hurt he made us laugh, living life

on the level.

(K)

Saturday 15th March

Posted on March 15, 2014 by karlhyde

LOPE:

See the patterns in your ears, wires curve like blood trickles.

The rhythm of the Hightop cruising of the most laid back man

in the world cutting a smooth path through the noise.

(K)

Friday 14th March

Posted on March 14, 2014 by karlhyde

MIND BENDER:

Dragon tattooed on your head, sharp suit, talking fast.

An exquisite wave of hair, dressed in grey, talking to

a girl with pearly nails, dressed in sequinned cascades.

We slip beneath the belly of the Saint as suited men

look around, suspicious in this direction. The point of

their shoes go in all directions, Black and shiny under

cold white like.

I can see it’s not a dragon that’s tattooed on your head

but Jesus. You’re expression is intimidating, your silence

says, “Come on then!” The men in suits crowd in the vestibule

pretending they don’t notice you, one hand each, casually

slipped into a trouser pocket, like they were dressed in

weekend jeans, sensationally boasting.

(K)

Thursday 13th March

Posted on March 13, 2014 by karlhyde

22:47:

My idea of Heaven. Who’s that, Head down, Hood up, feet on the seats?

Attitude City.

Retro Woman, Buy, Sell, Trade. They’re staggering at the station,

the Dogs are doing overtime.

(K)

Wednesday 12th March

Posted on March 12, 2014 by karlhyde

HELLO, SOMEONE’S ARRIVED!:

It’s a controversial day, dust me down.

(K)

Tuesday 11th March

Posted on March 11, 2014 by karlhyde

SHE’S SHOUTING AGAIN:

I hear her voice through the wall, hand raised, fingers

wrapped in metal rings and a smaller voice.

“We haven’t got time for this!” she says,

“It’s too late and I’m too tired!”

I turn the radio off and listen, waiting for the escalation.

Too much,

Too fast,

Too far,

then apologies beneath clouds of guilt. It’s on a loop,

keeps coming round, one more broken thing at sunrise.

(K)

Monday 10th March

Posted on March 10, 2014 by karlhyde

DIRTY NUMBERS:

Deluded boy, you are so sweet in your billboard poster wedding dress

jumping fast to the eye of shoppers glance. Grey street dancer,

deliver light, the Speed of Life through your eyes. Playful, dark

and joyous boy, tell us how you do it boy. Tell us a funny story boy,

give us the plan, the combination, the nuts and the bones.

Give us everything, the front door and the back door key, a glimpse

above the knee. Do it great and do it good for me boy, tell me secrets,

spill the beans, the deal, the magic laid bare now discarded lies,

de-mystified.

(K)

Sunday 9th March

Posted on March 9, 2014 by karlhyde

MONKEY REMEMBERS:

A Monkey in a mohair suit is watching me like the New Testament

of God, watching from an alley, radiating cracks. He’s surrounded

by broken things, like reverential offerings. See him as we drive

slowly past, looking for a number. Monkey in a blue face, blue hair

a stencilled expression, an impression of a face I used to know.

He looks right through me like we never met, like I don’t count,

like he can’t recall.

(K)

Saturday 8th March

Posted on March 8, 2014 by karlhyde

IT’S ALL ABOUT YOU:

Two doves in cages, at the door of a bitter afternoon.

Two drunks watching blow smoke at the sky from the doorway

of a bar across the street. The Groom is dressed in white

and a red hat like The threat of a snowcapped mountain.

A girl approaches around the corner with a red balloon,

dressed as a carefree bear and I keep walking.

(K)

Karl Hyde

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