Downsize

Oxford Street, East London

Downsize (Take Only What We Need)

SO GRATEFUL FOR THESE CURLS TO TWIRL FOR

I CAN’T REACH THAT FUCKED UP DREAM OF

BEING SOMEWHERE SOMEHOW HIGHER, MORE

ELECTRIFYING,

SOMEWHERE NOT HERE.

SHATTERED CONSEQUENCES IN NATURE DIVINE,

PRETENSE AND WALLOWING IN FEELINGS NOT DEALT WITH

THERE ON THE SPOT:

SHUT THE FUCK UP.

NEVER, REALLY.

HERE’S SOME ENCOURAGEMENT 

COMING UP THE STREET NOW –

THERE’S NO WHERE TO GO AND

NO STANDARD TO EVER LIVE UP TO.

SLEEP ON THAT.

(I WANT MORE ADVENTURE WITH ME)

MASK THE DARK, TEAR OUT THE EMPTY SPACES,

NO THING’S OURS TO CLAIM!

IT’S ONLY EVER A LACK OF LIGHT,

A CLOUD THAT SERVES

TO OBSCURE,

A TEMPORARY OPPORTUNITY

TO PAY ATTENTION TO DETAIL.

WE ARE AN ANCIENT RACE

PEERING THROUGH ILLUSIONS BRED FROM

LOVE AND FIERCE CONCERN

THEN AND NOW AND MAYBE SOME MORE LATER

TOO, EVEN

- DO WE LEAVE THE LOCKS TO RUST