Tags
2014, 7*, authority, breakdown, Carol, determination, doors, dream, Emily, future, heart, Hillside, home, humiliation, identity, innocence, life, managerialism, neglect, power, presumption, pupils, responsibility, sound, streets, teachers, teaching, time, toilet, uniform, waking
the e-mail that clanked dank in my heart
the report I hadn’t written
for so long, for Emily
[her future all depends on it, poor Emily, she is so innocent and so pretty she deserves all the future she can get and You are neglecting her of it with your own languid longevity] but I will
NOT be responsible for future lives
when I am ill from the presumption which doesn’t let me
even crap in private outside my own backdoor pan-in-the-yard
they have called for me at my front door
with the brusqueness of a uniform
with the presumption of amoral (sic)
even here
the uniform and the outside toilet in my own house:
the humiliation could not be more complete so
I pull the hood of my dressing gown over my head
and sink out of the dream
This Will Not Be
I rouse Carol from
her own dream
and drift somewhat back to …
… pupils all around the street
they
should
not be
there but only I
of all the teachers in my front room
go out to front and tell them –
command of my righteousness –
that they should not be there they should be BEHIND the house
behind the house
but they turn languid
and run round the corner down the street, they know
they don’t have to listen to me and
I am powerless because
I am ill
I am so fed up with this
I turn myself to wake up
I turn to wake up
————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–
breakdown wormhole: slow enough / to have love
Carol wormhole: St. Mark’s flies flagpole upwards / with the forelegs hanging down obscene / reaching some height blindly to connect / out from the long-stalk tri-separating up- / to-seeded rounds of pod like acacia what / is it called “‘hogweed’ I-don’t-know- / what-it’s-called-but-goats-love-it-and- / it-makes-them-burp-a-lot”
doors & life wormhole: every step I take
dream wormhole: make your rickety / constructs strong with / unbending grids / of attention and wide- / open grates of let
Hillside wormhole: tag cloud poem IX – haiku is awkward / the more that is left in / like uncombed hair
identity wormhole: dear Lucy
managerialism wormhole: ‘let them slide off …’
power wormhole: that comicbookshop … // … in dreams
sound & streets wormhole: while
teaching wormhole: dream I // dream II
time wormhole: this time
