March 15th, Bristol.

New poem written last week:

March 15th, 2010. Bristol

Following a herd of fluorescent school-
children across the road who are very
nearly knocked over by a Rolls Royce
I take photographs of the harbour
hoping that they will look like
somewhere else

and later after buying a record
by The Beta Band I think I see Tony outside
the record shop, but it isn’t him and I stop
mid-
wave,
and suddenly feel very tired

Frank O’Hara has served me well
these last few days and I am
writing just like him,
as the skateboard does the rounds
and clacks neatly in the park. Frank!
Did you ever actually eat your lunch?

Now it is cold
and I long for the girl
in the white coat
across from me
picking her teeth