Sunday 14 June 2009

bulldozer

put the boy out to stud.
he was born to draw blood from the ground.

in samelsbury i've seen a snowplough with no teeth
aching for a ding or a chip or a scratch or a dent or anything.

in the shadow of eurofighter/hawkteam,
tremendous weapons =.
but.
we don't make em, we just sell em.

and i'll turn the mortar into mist as cranes and diggers do the twist.
over in a corner health and safety man having kittens.


see me limp in first - walking with a common purpose.
i am aware that i am aware that i am aware that i am aware.

i may be bored but i can breathe easy.
as normally service is restored
i learn that peace is the only thing that can please me.


i've had some work done,
bumper stickers and racing stripes,
new stereo system.
my own mum only recognises me by the eyes.

but i am aware that i am aware that i am aware that i am aware that i am aware that i am aware that i am aware that i am aware
that i am aware that i am aware
that i am aware
that i am aware
that i am aware.
that i am AWARE that i am AWARE that i am AWARE
that i am aware, that i am aware. that i am aware.
that i am aware,
that i am aware.

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