METAL MACHINE MUSIC

2021 ended with natural-

disasters, axe-mas was

a disaster sweet and sour 

chicken. New year, I didn't 

realize until half one

in the morning so thats it-

thank fuck the sentimental

slush is over for another year.

The year began meditating

metal machine music. The cry

of time strangled by climate

change like rock on an oil rig,

 No one cares.

Fifteen feet of pure white

snow and bushfire in Cal-

if-urn-ia, ice golf balls

in South Africa, landslides

all over floods, cremated earth

cop-26 sheds 

a single teardrop of shame

and carries on burning fossil

fuel, the music says it all.

wait until next year- 

will there be one?

                                                     SYMBOLLOCKS

DIE-VISION

There are storms all over 

the world doesn't matter who what where you are.

Driving the Dublin 

to Belfast route

 Driving the Dublin to Belfast route

with New Order on the radio. 

How should I feel today, blue 

It's Monday and I'm in love,

Pulled into the layby to hear new 

sound new order.

A beige mini on a lonely road, nothing

will ever be the same, punks dead

and gone.  What do I do now? 

should I stay or go? I shifted into

first hesitated unclutched, things

were beyond me.

Indicated left onto the slipstream.

Switched off the radio drove home

to IT records just off Union street

by the divide. Mechanics institute.

The division was in the head, non-

sense. I needled that void and played

it out, the black vinyl became blue.