Flash your headlights and be judged!
At night; justice is blinding
Indicate once for thanks, twice for regret
Use your horn to voice opinion;
You’re volumes of jiz
We’re all stuck, we haven’t budged
Race? A redundant whining
Saying that, we all know what ‘Sprinters’ get
Drive like they’re uninsured, all abandon
No disco, my hi-vis!
Left means left, right?
Left means left, right?
Grip the wheel of destiny!
Transmissions send companions
Reflecting nonsense sensibilities
Echos, voices, reasons round my chamber
Long ago, I confess
Songs that stopped speaking to me
Cover me with suspicions
Dodge bulletins, trace the features that please,
Avoid ads, I just buy diesel for her
My little white mistress
Tune in next time
Tune in next time
Behold our weekend warlords!
Heroes and villains perform
The seasonal soap opera of our land
Tales of the generally expected
Commentary reheard
Yearn to be part of the hordes
Proof of life beyond tomorrow
Scenes I can only compose on broadband?
Tennis on the radio, rejected
Flip the back hand the bird
Lob and return
Lob and return
Marvel as tons of metal,
Otherwise disparate cells,
Combatants; charging like blood through the veinn
Heed self interest when sirens utter;
Make way for the distraught!
The services, one and all;
Selfless saviours, angels
That scythe through our swathe; hot, comet blue, humane
Scimitars through an ocean of amber
Conscience collects our thought
Pull over now!
Pull over now!
Meteoric rain paints light
Star maps, entities displayed,
Illuminated singularities,
Form consumed, capitulates to function
Vision to fantasise
The birth and rebirth of sight,
Swiped away with rhythmic blade
Halogen and L.E.D. galaxies
Non-perceptual reflexive motion
Play your tricks on my eyes
Exist to fade
Exist to fade
First published January 2017