beer

addiction of the jukebox

addiction
of the jukebox
I always play
The Sound of Silence
at the beginning
of all my cartons

2pm beer

2pm beer
cause I want too
I can make winter
inside myself
I say ‘so
this is winter

I am too tough
for it’

give over

give over
to winter
to describe
you
it is only
a way
to love
what else
is love
if not
to feel

I sit winter’s carton

I sit winter’s carton
beside me

I don’t need to put it
in the refrigerator

2 & 1/2 years ago

2 & 1/2 years ago
I went vegan
I’m sitting here
drinking beer
reading WordPress poetry
without glasses on
when I couldn’t
2 &1/2 years before

just saying

yeah

yeah
I got a beer
I wasn’t
going to

this habit
of pretending
to meet
you

in the beautiful
invisible

beer like company

beer like company
ghosts
of love

playing Neil Young

playing Neil Young
after a few beers
maybe Hey Hey My My (Into The Black)
but right now
Only Love Can Break Your Heart
I suppose it’s cause it comes from inside you
that thing they sing about

I got some beers

I got some beers
in the fridge
and some songs
on the jukebox

I could play the songs
for you

opens the fridge

opens the fridge
gets a beer

opens it
puts on

Candle
In The Wind

I can sit
beside

that song
I can put

my arm
round it

I line empty bottles up

I line empty bottles up
in v formation
birds flying home

I’ve put on

I’ve put on
sad songs
that sit
with beer

worn sadness
like fashion
also

put on blue jeans
& blue
undies

gots them beers

gots them beers
puts on
Jerry Jeff Walker
Mr Bojangles

and I bows my head

cause I’s go into that song
like a bird

its sky

body like driftwood

body like driftwood

doesn’t resurrect
so neatly

as the past
when the body

bloomed
and the heart

gave love
its ache

“somebody picked that flower

‘somebody picked that flower
inside you
didn’t they, David?’
she said to me
as I opened
another beer
and sat alone

internity

internity
of winter

the lovely
cartons

gonna plays them
sad songs

I can put you
in ‘em

if you want
me to

it’s how
I can

love you

hear a sad song

hear a sad song
and I want to drink beer
with it

I don’t plug it into my ear
I hear it inside myself

said I’d have to

said I’d have to
‘change my undies

have a shower!

comb my hair!

brush my teeth!

to get another carton
hon’ she said
‘lay down
beside me
we can
sleep till
morning’

I could play

I could play
Darling Be Home Soon
I could say ’I play it
for you’
you could take the beer
out of my hand
I could say
‘ladies & gentlemen
Mr John Sebastian’

body like a

body like a
hangover
comes more
often now

go for a walk
then perhaps
some cleaning

get a carton
of beer
make an apocalypse
of the body

the 4 horsemen
in my veins

without love

make a poem
for it

talk this way
to you
‘I will put a flower

in the sky’