THOM THE WORLD POET: The Daily Poem

  

Rob Ayling, yer Gonzo Grande Fromage, writes:

"Thom the World poet is an old mate of mine from way back in my history. Even pre-dating Voiceprint, when I was running "Otter Songs" and Thom's poetry tapes and guest appearances with Daevid Allen, Gilli Smyth and Mother Gong are well known and highly regarded. It just felt right to include a daily poem from Thom on our Gonzo blog and when I approached him to do so, he replied within seconds!!! Thom is a great talent and just wants to spread poetry, light and positive energy across the globe. If we at Gonzo can help him do that - why not?"

SKETCHY MOTEL

With the second hand TV on semi-automatic

Gideon Bible tattered in the sideboard

There are stains here with stories-blood,semen,food

One can feel the noir of violence that keeps a state of wakefulness

Keep the door locked!Do not answer that tapping !There is no ROOM SERVICE

The "swimming pool "is dust and shallow existential emptiness

The soap bars are tiny as Lilliput.Hairs in the shower are not yours..

There is an odor that lingers-gunpowder?Metallic taste in the rusty water.

The bed is hard and human resistant.Sheets and blankets are transparently thin.

So you watch strange programming/advertising all night long-vigilant  for violence

You hear sounds in the car park around-swearing,laughing,punching,fighting..Check the lock.

Night lasts until check out time.You hear the squeaking wheels of someone coming to change your room.

You hear a tap-HOUSEKEEPING!.You want to sleep but you cannot

Time for some toxic burger and Coca-killa.Get thee to a candy machine!.It is broken.So are you.