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robert j bloomfield

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traces of 18/10

busy planting seeds like
welcome back to the seventies and
its straight lines the
conversations from the next valley
about goodbye and hello
and other important decisions

sibilants rise above the hum
use by may 6th she says
for what it’s worth
its november and all the
people are searching for acronyms
standing in a chair yelling hi hi
stepping up in the dusty air
and clip on glasses

i really have no idea
on trains and trucks
roads yellow bushes
but that’s okay
we can reach our future without your help
and we’re all so happy
in our world without people

where are you where are you
which what
long time
toxic garage under a shade
suburbs full of nomads and tuaregs at least
the air conditioner's still going well and
oh i see how interesting

traces of 5/10

i have a stereo saxophone direct injection
outside an old bomb
slipping up on the asphalt

the singer sings norwegian
with a headache
are you okay dear sipping liquid?

we skip from africa to arabia
our turban is posterised
by primary colour black
and everything
has the potential for animation

reading this in the bar for the first time
by yakob and his milk of yak
we pick up the tab
from the back of an old guitar
veneered
notes bend
awake on caffeine café cathay
[cat hay]
coming down the silk road
on burning tyres where

a line was formed earlier
that will lead us back
into the echo

robert j bloomfield ©2006