Revolution NOW

Election Night There were lovers once who thought they were alone one night in the Glasgow School of Art. Reckoned that only they could take a palette knife to scrape off their Sfumato surfaces, find each other underneath as blank …

The Voice That Galls To the voice on the radio, Sheltered in your suit And silken in the tie That keeps our wrists in bondage: You say you know our heartfelt headache As we live hand to mouth But ask us not to make a meal of it.…

Questionnaire                                                                     You appear to be screaming. Are you screaming? Why are you screaming? Is that blood? Really, that seems an extreme response. On a scale of one to…

Port Each wind, a face, asking to be carried through the compass points. Magnetic you, ocean to all currents, torn open as a sail. On the exhale, the air finds the room to take stock of everything. If you were to lie down, their …

Vertical Engines fly in layers compulsively stirring the snow inside the billow Clouds sponge up the sun. Before reaching land the long distance traveller evaporates without a trace Seagulls cry in the window. Towering…

Fire where should we put our feelings that attack all four sides this fertilized pain when we die words lie like dead bodies... my body is still warm of the fire of sorrow Headstuff are accepting poems on the theme of…

Vanishings As money vanishes further and further From the weighted – from gold, coffers – And thins out into dust motes And then air, disintegrating through the ether, Skyscraper light, through Glass flash-licks across The plastic…

This is How the World is Saved I stand on the bridge river rushing beneath my feet headlong into the ocean. The tide is full and here under a cold night’s sky I can see my own end so easily which will come one day regardless. Why…