Savvy Poem – Content

Content is irrelevant. What’s relevant is lost in the flow of the post after post after post of meaningless messages churning round and round my receptors.   Soggy messages: mushed up, dried out, crumbled and scattered.   Bits swept up, sacked up and dumped – tipped into irrelevance, and skipped up into contentment.   Copyright…

Feet Filling

Sound squealing into his head, drowning out all sense of self and beingness; he lies on his back, sticks his feet up and into the sound, into the squeal, seeking to fill up some of the space of sound with the bones and flesh of toes, soles, tendons and heels, that may, or may not…