Sunday, 25 December 2011

Mental Health Services For All

Part 1

drip
drip
Drip

(I need a plumber)

drip Drip
drip Drip
drip Drip plop
Drip Drip Plop

(I need a plumber)

Drip Drip Plop Drip
trickle trickle Drip Plop Drip Plop
Trickle Plop Woosh Plop Woosh
Trickle Woosh Woooosh Woooooosh
Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooosh

(I need a plumber)


 

Part 2

pop

pop

pop pop

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pop, gurgle.
Pop, gurglegurgle
Glug pop gurgle gurgle
Glug Pop gurGlug Pop Glug
Gerrlug Gerrlug Gerrlug Pop Gerrlug

( )

Glug, glug, eeeeEEE Pop,
Glug, GurgleGlug EEEEE Pop EEEEEE
Bwerp Pop Gerrlug Gerrlug Gerrlug Gerrlug
GERRLUG EEEEEEEE GERRLUG EEEEEEE GERRLUG
GERRLUG EEEEEEEE GERRLUG eeeeeee GERRLUG eeee
GERRLUG eee GERRLUG e GERRLUG GERRLUG GERRLUG

_____

Another boiled frog.



- chelsea hare, 26th May 2018

Thursday, 15 December 2011

Mother

You had your arms crossed.
She was out there, working.


    - c. h., 13th April 2018

Wednesday, 14 December 2011

Motion

If the present stillness
A plate collecting shame
Focus on the service,
Try another way.

If there is no feeling.
The whipped mind now numb.
When cruelty isn’t working,
Time to try self-love.

There is no guarantee
That peace may reappear.
But if meat hangs on everything,
Try there, instead of here.

This was unimaginable,
The future forecast too.
Keep breaking daily cycles,
Keep trying something new.


- chelsea hare, 26th May 2018

Thursday, 1 December 2011

My Generation

What will your generation be remembered for?
We were lost.
Is that something to be remembered for?
I’m not sure.


- c. h. 21st March 2019

Tuesday, 15 November 2011

Nothing Beyond Forgiveness

Scrutinise the horizon
Scan up and down the axes
Rest assured, dear traveller
There is nothing beyond forgiveness.

There are places on the way
That some prefer to live.
Every town; a valid home,
But in the last one, you forgive.

Glorified by the born-again
And scorned by those still angry,
Some sell a visit on instant karma
But the locals live their mercy.

Everyone is welcome there
The gate is always open
Testimony might stir your hope
But the love there will awaken.


    - c. h., 21st March 2018

Tuesday, 4 October 2011

Ouseburn Humility Haiku

Band sings at Cluny
“Never fancied H L-P!”
Great truth from a lie.



- CH, 18th November 2016
After a minute-long song by Second Prize at The Cluny (2013?)

Friday, 30 September 2011

Pantomime

Playing up for cuddles and milk and change
A ringing class bell, then Bulldogs at break
After-school rehearsals on a rickety stage
All the kicks and kisses of young-love games.

Fake it ’til you make it, and dress the part
Pretend you’re unafraid when sharing your heart
Peek-a-boo your baby, make an armpit fart
Rerun those salad days through a fast, flash car

Snakes and ladders across a marathon course
Some stack-up chips, and some others lose scores
Knock Down Ginger, retirement home corridors
And when He comes knocking, pull out your chessboard


- c. h., 24th July 2018

Thursday, 15 September 2011

Posset Haiku I

Twin canals flowing
Forwards and backwards at once
Posset tape duet

- c.h., 9th September 2018


Poster Fantasy

My poster of Sydney Sweeney was peeling off the bedroom wall
And rather than letting it collapse to the floor

I skewered the last Amur Leopard
And ordered the missiles to start the final World War

So now I am become death, destroyer of worlds
An Amur Leopard killer; the Amur Leopard extinctor

And the poster of Sydney Sweeney still fell to the floor
Leaving only the sound of a ticking clock, and my violent record


    - c. h., 16th July 2022

Friday, 9 September 2011

Pre-Clear Eyes

We see simulations
Obsess on basic phenomena

Holograms screaming
“This is a fucking pipe!”
 
Virtual hands kneading waves
For a shadow as evidence of an ocean


    - c.h., 20th September 2020

 

Monday, 25 July 2011

Rent

I woke this morning, scared.
My speaker and guitar lead
Arranged like an angry landlord
In a pink wig.


- CH, 23rd January 2012

Tuesday, 28 June 2011

Safety Net

Incident.
Appointment.
25mg daily / monthly.

A check-up.
Further fortitude!
50mg daily for the foreseeable.

Many months pass.
A personal decision.
50mg down to
20mg down to
Every other day.
Every third day.

No pills.
Four months.
Incident.
Appointment.


- chelsea hare, 26th May 2018

Monday, 27 June 2011

Salt For The Sexist


When feeding the mouths of men-men-men
The names of his sexual partners,
I appreciated how the ligaments in his neck
Stretched, suddenly, as he skipped over one name
And the thrills they had together
The summer I was away


    - c. h., 26th July 2020

Wednesday, 15 June 2011

Silence

My silence
A monument to fear
I was nothing more

Your words
Through the wave
Away from this

My silence
Face pressed in text
Uncanny unicorn

Your silence
A room of endless mirrors
I spat at until dawn

My silence
The cacophony in my chest
Two bloody stumps

Your silence
The bravest possibility
Incredible mercy


- CH, 12th February 2017

Saturday, 11 June 2011

Someone, Somewhere

appetite faded
bored mid-wanking

save-the-date invites
letterbox mountain

awkward phone-call
with a once close friend

they’re leaving the Capital
‘better for the bairns’

rejected at interview
for the manager’s mate

purchasing Chewits
to feel a handshake

that old soul hit,
now uncanny picture

losing your grip
clinging to nostalgia

that burgundy grin
floats downstream

of social simulacra
and ants in the screen


    - c.h., 8th May 2022

Monday, 30 May 2011

Tails

Yes, it is unpredictable and messes with my plans
But cohabiting with this dog helps me to understand
Those whose lives are lived against uncompromising demands

Yes, it can be painful and burn through energy
But it has helped me to empathise with another’s sensitivities
The unique perspective of each to a ubiquitous activity

Yes, it can be brutal, relentless inner flagellation
But the analysis of thought has helped investigations
Outside of judging myself, perceiving clear representations

 
- chelsea hare, 26th May 2018

Saturday, 21 May 2011

The Book

The book you won’t read
For fear it will control you
Already does so

If you fear the book
That will undo your beliefs
You fear your breath, too

If you read that book
And your worst fears are confirmed
Read again, backwards

Those who will not read
For fear the words become them
Still hold a balloon



    - c. h., 10th June 2019

Friday, 20 May 2011

The Fool

That’s a lot of words
Not to share the hardest truth
With a heart of gold

    - c.h, 21st May 2022

Thursday, 19 May 2011

The Changing Chav Trilogy

1. Sticks & Stones

Classist
Hierarchical
Authorities
Vie

Calculatedly
Halving
Allied
Viewpoints

Channelling
Hatred
Against
Victims

Calling
Hopeful
Assertive
Voices

Calmly
Harness
All
Vexation

Communities
Harmonise
Against
Villainisation

Change
Hateful
Aggressive
Vitriol

Create
Horizons
Award
Virtue


2. Changing Chav

Change
Hateful
Aggressive
Vitriol

Create
Hopeful
Assertive
Voices

   
3. Call Me Chav

CALL ME CHAV
Caring
Helpful
Altruistic
Vanguard
   
Compassion
Honour
Arthurian
Valiance

CALL ME CHAV
Clever
Hardworking
Astute
Visionary

Cogent
Humble
Applied
Versatile

CALL ME CHAV
Colourful
Heroic
Artistic
Virgil

Charm
Humour
Affection
Vivaciousness!


- CH, 28th August 2014

The Couple

#1

After a few drinks
Round and round and round they go
Fighting, then fucking

He calls this passion,
Like the sun; up, down, of fire!
She seems to agree.

We all nod along,
Hesitant to interfere.
(Not our business)


    - c.h., 18th August 2019

The Fanboy

When inside a dog’s quivering erection
I suspect a sneer that is not in the man
That he’s Stewart Lee, on stage
And I’m James Corden in that bit of his
Or maybe it’s worse?
We’re meeting in that hotel suite, 1965
He’s Bob, I’m Donovan.
Oh God! Oh Jesus Christ!


    - c. h., 28th July 2021

The Great TV Set

Primetime priest
Monologue to camera
Santa with the maxims
Voice of the cantor

It’s “Us vs Them”
And the Hero’s Dilemma
A virtual cosplay
For your disillusioned fella

Dan Brown page-turns
And no resolution
“All part of their plan!”
Just keep tuning in

Fearless, he is
Not afraid to say it
Between Ofcom guidelines
And a healthy paycheck

Same time, each night
Remora to your blues
Follow him on socials
@therealrealtruthnews

Tried his hand at stand-up
Got ghosted in the greenroom
“Well, who’s laughing now?
I’m worshipped on Freeview

These are my thoughts!
No-one tells me what to say”

Another pawn placed by a billionaire
In the mirror, UK Ché

Of those who tune-in daily
To watch him point at monsters
A fool or five amongst them
Will take vigelante justice

They’ll hear a final call to arms
“I’m with you! Shortly after!”
But if he’s called up to the stand,
“My Lord,
I was just playing a character”



    - c. h., 26th January 2022

Wednesday, 18 May 2011

The Kiss, The Tree

the kiss, the tree
how can I be?

the sand, the sky
an ant silhouette

iceberg, lifeboat
mutiny

the blast, the gas
unformed

their eyes, the world
an upturned palm

trust, aerial
for you, at last

the kiss, the rope
working at hope

iceberg, lifeboat
giving it all


- CH, 26th January 2017

The Mourning After

The blast of trumpets
Recalls the horror of war
Sunday, toilet stalls

    - c.h., 15th November 2021

The People Who Hurt You

People who hurt you
They became kind and loving
You still hate them all.

People who hurt you
They became kind and loving
You demand justice.

People who hurt you
They became kind and loving
You’re happy for them.


- C. H., 14th December 2017

Monday, 16 May 2011

The Unworthy Takes

To delete Twitter -
Afraid to break a mirror
Knowing you’re alone

To delete Twitter -
Afraid to get there later
After you’ve studied

To delete Twitter -
Afraid to lose a speaker
From a Wall Of Sound

To delete Twitter -
Afraid to leave a matrix
In enemy hands



    - c. h., 30th August 2018.

Saturday, 14 May 2011

Three Monkeys On A Cross

(The Impenitent Thief)


When paralysed by
Sudden, impossible fear
Don’t do what I did.

To my bloody eyes
Feathered scavengers descend
Don’t say what I did.

And, for the silence
I found when I needed proof,
May you never hear.



    - c. h., 17th November 2018

Wednesday, 4 May 2011

talkRadio


Mike Graham’s Show

Ev’rything’s shit!
It’s not what we voted for!
Vote for them again


Ian Collins’ Show

Identity War?
Hmm, fakes curiosity
Leaves you with a gun


Kevin O’Sullivan’s Show

Murdoch-Money Mic
Can’t say anything these days!
Anger heart attack


Dan Wootton’s Show

We love our Royals!
The serfs must stay in their place
Let’s spit at Meghan


    - c. h., 16th August 2020

Tuesday, 3 May 2011

Two Cards From The Infinity Deck


Take my heart - 
The conscripted children,
All puffed up in the photograph
Holding guns for God

Take my heart too -
The nonagenarian
Gleefully fleeing a doorway,
Playing Knock Down Ginger


    - c. h., 20th June 2019

Wednesday, 13 April 2011

Unreal

Being unreal
The price that you had to pay
To escape danger

This unreal world
The price that you pay, daily
For not being here

Thousand years a lamb
Painting lions for your twin
An unreal life


    - c.h., 4th June 2022

Tuesday, 12 April 2011

Unrealised

Piercing the friendly chatter
Amongst those gathered in the foyer
She scoffed, ‘You hardly ate any of it!’
Referring to a lasagne
She’d made for him last Summer

All eyes were nervously averting
Until a saviour evoked the sunny weather
And new patter washed over
The bloody dagger in his stomach
Where his hunger for more pasta remained


    - c. h. 22nd September 2019

Sunday, 27 February 2011

Wasting Youth

30 Year Old’s
Sell Work Of
20 Year Old’s
To Teenage Souls
To Dress Their
3 Year Old’s
In Clothes
For CEOs



- CH, 24th September 2014

Tuesday, 22 February 2011

What We Talk About When We Talk About Generosity

Yes girl! - get it
A few quid off ‘em at least

She’s going, alright
Stop pushing her

Bet she doesn’t want to be around these Homemade Jam motherfuckers anyway

Most of the crowd seem unaware
All smelling themselves at the fundraiser
Tickets sold for Shelter


    - c. h., 25th January 2020

Monday, 21 February 2011

Words #1 & #2

Bewildered by words
That guard our minds from kissing
When this food tastes good

Mortified by words
That fork the path we are on
To uphold old masks


    - c.h., 4th June 2022

A Bulk Of Disrespect

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