AN INDUSTRIAL ROMANCE/
CLOCK DVA AT THE ‘F’-CLUB
(Leeds, 24 February 1980)
strobe
white lines on black
throb of inset
luminous symbols/green
in tape machine
sax shreds Coltrane
thrashing cracks in air
with spatial/temporal
dislocations
now me, 3 decades on,
longevity as accumulation
of experience, wisdom,
long-toothed, raggy bearded &
redolent of guru-like beatitude,
or just gradual deterioration
into senile mumblings,
bleary-eyed with glaucomatous
hung-over antiquity
lacerated by
ironic curtains
of concrete noise
they told me
fluoride grows strong white synapses,
so how come I still wake up
screaming for gipsy visions?
been adolescent 30-yrs
& still dream of finding
the Enchanted Ring-Pull Tab…
outside these walls
industrial romances are
being consummated in the
soft-focus drizzle of
fluoridated rain
in here there are
strobe-storms of
repetitive verticals,
in corridors of
diminishing
mirror images
Collage by Steve Sneyd
Published in:
‘SEPIA no.16’ (UK – November 1981)
‘POSITIVE TOUCH no.2’ (UK – June 1982)
‘STINK no.1’ (UK – April 1984)
1 comment:
Love this Andrew, Am I right in that you wrote this many years ago. God, such foresight. I'm 41 in a few weeks and this poems sums up how I feel a lot of the time!
Have a brilliant 2016.
Paul
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