DO YOU EVER GET THAT FEELING?:
Good morning world, is your phone switched to silent?
Are you feeling vulnerable today? Are you still broke?
Who’s that laughing?
(K)
Friday 7th March
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Thursday 6th March
JANUARY WAITS FOR DREAMERS:
I just woke up to a different world, bought a ticket for the
next three days. Found a yellow foot on blue velveteen asleep
on a West bound train.
(K)
Wednesday 5th March
JANUARY WAITS FOR DREAMERS:
I just woke up to a different world, bought a ticket for the
next three days. Found a yellow foot on blue velveteen asleep
on a West bound train.
(K)
Tuesday 4th March
LONDON BOY:
Is this the best journey you’ve ever taken?
Maybe
Maybe
but it’s so dark again.
(K)
Monday 3rd March
THE FIRST WORD:
The first word sounds like ‘twist’, then a woman says,
“Snake” with a drinker’s slur. You can get up, do anything
you want, but you stay in bed for safety and security.
(K)
Sunday 2nd March
VOICES:
A woman’s voice, a flash, a flood, the night erupts with gratitude.
Hand to hand, in hand, in rhythms, promenade with me. Let’s lie
still, down on the ground, do things we’ve never done.
listening to voices from around the world, tonight it speaks
in tongues.
(K)
Saturday 1st March
I’M IN THE TREES:
I’m in the trees, the trees are full of light. There are people
all around me, lying on the ground, staring at the stars.
everybody’s radiant, cameras clicking. The trees are full of
red lights now, thunder in the ground, stars, green like
fireflies.
(K)
Friday 28th February
IN A TROPICAL COCOON:
Old man wheeled in a chair through the Aroma of exotic streets
wearing a distant expression. The stories he has written slip
away, will be forgotten. They lie behind him in a trail of
ghost memories, in the market on Pagoda street.
(K)
Thursday 27th February
WISH LIST:
Falling to pieces to the sound of music with two European girls
smoking cigarettes beneath the freeway. Giant Golden coins of silk
dangle above succulent black-top, slow processions of frustrated
traffic horns. Steaming bus windows drip, dazed faces watch the
colours of the world slip past from within, wishing they were
without, beneath the freeway smoking European cigarettes.
(K)
Wednesday 26th February
NEW TRAIN:
New Train, take me home sooner. The get-away gets closer,
closer than you think. It’s raining again, warm rain
(on scandalous bankers). China Town, Pagoda street, a red
lantern shop with a string of velvet fish.
(K)
Karl Hyde 