poetry interlude - NINETY-NINE LINES OF NOSTALGIA

NINETY-NINE LINES OF NOSTALGIA
by Mike Philbin


I wanna live in a world full of silent witness
a cryogenic world, faces pressed up against frosted glass for eternity
a twisted, crippled sentence world, a lamb slaughter of impunity
a loving world made of cheesy grins and lessons in deceit
a heterosexual world – full of lesbians
a labia mine crammed with second-hand sex toys world
a sinister world of pain, wrestled into a knot by school mistresses
a dancing world, a changing chancing sly round-the-back world
a late night luxury chocolate gateau world
a wordless world where magic matters and life is sharp like a needle,

I wanna live in a space world made of living chrome paintings that cry human tears
a lost world where I will never find truth
a spaceship world in the middle of the crash desert, epidermiscorched
a paper aeroplane world flying down the storm drain
a roundabout world orbited by shuddering ice cream vans
a patchwork world, lost for choice
a sewer world, a fewer world, a newer world of cerebral horror bats
a test tube world with my dead twin placentaing all round me
a verbless, internet world of instant gratification – no living pronouns,

I wanna live in a foster world, borrowed from a widow of shadows
a carpet flavoured world, a spiral staircase surrogate world
a dirty razor blade bathtub ring world
a world with no name and no way to be born
a typeset world in Cyrillic, million point, embossed
a permanently engaged world, a mobile phone bashed world
a saucer of milk world of cat’s cream smiles and furballs
a long back alley cobbled to death by meteors in August world
a constantly dancing siren of light world
a leper world, a collector world, a colloquial world of sores,

I wanna live in a purple world of proverbs
a lecturing world to a sea of blank faces
a tortoise shell world broken open by adrenaline stinking natives
a Go-Go world, a big fat titty wiggling ripped back foreskin world
a steady world of nine pm to five am murder in the dark world
a motorway world, six lanes of death wish 2001
a movie world, randomly edited to mirror the weather
a complex world of digital crime, numbers are my friends
a corporate suicide world – don’t take any prisoners now
a saucy naughty raunchy haunchy paunchy world in the country,

I wanna live in a world where you are dead and your kids are real tall
a fan-based world drawn together by signatures stretching to infinity
a copious flagons of lurid copy world, drunk on prose
a world outside of the world, just off-off world, not lost, just out there
a child hammered to death by a strange man I met in a bar world
a world of 24-7 news reports – mundane bliss of fish underfoot
a congested world of someone’s obituary
a rank old diary of poems world, pages the colour of porridge
a violent, silent, soylent green, blue pink eater world of wells,

I wanna live in a miniature world of toy aeroplanes underfoot
a kid’s world where you never grow beards and your ears never wax
a seaside world of totem poles, pole dancers entertaining hole 19
a chocolate egg broken by a fist world
a world of sushi eating your face from the plate
a world skewered by chopsticks – a poignant reminder world
a lost logo world – what is our identity without graphics
a saucer shaped world, buzzing middle America for kicks
a lesson learnt world where consequence and permanent fittings help
a fugitive world stripped of exit signs,

I wanna live in a late night lady friends sobbing on the phone world
a lesbian world full of heterosexual puppies
a couple eating each others feet on live TV world
a comfy chair of sorrow world, a nonsense of cherished ego world
a beagle world, tested to death in many different and inviting ways
a heap in the corner world, stinking of vomit and nicotine patches
a methodone for everyone except the polite ones world
a floating breasts for the sharks world
a carrot from the ground denouncing all slugs and maggots and lice world
a terrible world, but that will never happen,

I wanna live in a synthetic tits world paid for by rent boy armies donating charitably
a daily world of obesity reports on cable channel
a vomit world
a comet world
a come up and see my vagina lips, suck my phallus for money world
a polite butcher thin slicing loin rashers from the neighbours world
a coach stalled on the train tracks world
a world of nothing new, change the fucking record, fella
a fetish world of fantasy and fashion, incarnate latex nose clippers
a pervert, skin tugging his nipples with a Chinese silk hook world,

I wanna live in a bad world, you know, terrible architecture, I-beams rule the roost
a speedboat carving slices of brainmeat for waves world
a handholding, teasing, full frontal interview world of abstraction
a real world, flapping flesh from dusk till dawn, sauce eaters united
a gogo world, fat men and women lost in lust
a gogo world, stuck on a rocking boat, laughing at your belly
a throat razor, hair shaver, meat pie filler, dramatic actor world of id
a textureless, 50 frames a second on PAL world
a frameless world, just glass embedded in the cheekbones like you
your eyes,

I wanna live in your mind, summer vacations of dull weather and fetish fashion
a world full of autopsy
a silk shirt opened by a knickerless woman world, on my back
a bed of nails world, five ton elephant on my chest
a prostrate cancer menu world of delightful charity
a world free of lice
a locust storm coming your way
a your back alley all night, eating my chips with my fingers world
a back yard of a serial killer playing his piano world of keys
a lazy world in the sunspot heat of interrogation.