Are you lost in the gains and loses Of a televised bourgh
Of scotch taped grains and years
out of reaching a high school year
balls and annuals of old bourgeois twills.
I found the vampires in decline
on a shelf read as a child
Whilst see socks run is still a book without
Cowboys and naritives not yet filmed
watching class rooms easel flings
playing out something of daytime TVs .
A flame as its sea sprayed like
a mantis with its posed prey.
Turning down history to be art critic
Watching a grown man play a Ghost
missing in action but only on film
The final days of a retrospective of
Lotus moon phased travel sickness
Radio tuned in and out.
When crossing X’s of a valentine card
Watching you stage emotions halos
As the Hypnotist begins the rebuild
And mindful asks are you as lost as me
On the anchored suburbs.