from primitive pianos

18th Dec 2010
(return to London)

given what we have seen
Ryanair equals sardines
my bag is in number 29
and I am in number 3
they are playing Mozart
the elf a stewardess
wrapped in tinsel
selling everything
“your captain invites you
to read the card in front of you”
i’m over my usual weight
i didn’t do much with Italy
why couldn’t i have been Joyce
in Trieste
I keep forgetting it is almost Christmas
you’ll drive yourself nuts trying
to get what you want
they fuck you up