hard evidence

Today I asked

a pavement

where all its cracks 

wind-up like

'What's on

the other side?'

'Fuck all'

It replied.






Now mother used

to warn me

don't chat shat

with strange concrete

but I doubt she'd be

annoyed

if she too

had proof

of THE VOID

(!)

...







blandytis outbreak

it all began

with a boring sneeze

- air borne yawn germs

in a light breeze




& soon spread like mildfire

from terraced house to mews

& even in some sleepy pockets

almost made the news




So hmmm come the middle

of the then generic month

everyone on earth 

had been infected by the stuff




From agnostic florist to welder

none were spared of this lull

& it's incurable but obviously not fatal

- it's blandytis

the disease of dull

...









an intruder


Having abandoned

all silly Thought-Trains

like what ducks ate

before bread?

Or what people having

their photograph taken

pre-conception of Cheese-Stuffs

begrudgingly said instead?

Nostalgia popped into my head.







I wasn't proper scared 

- no

of that fuzzy warm glow

from years since flown

but it's always sly

 & unannounced

plus too smug in its snugness

so I politely asked it

 to go.







3 days later,

& still this deadlock

...