GOOD HOMES AND BETTER LIVING

THE GENERATIONAL GAIT OF HOBBLING STREETS COBBLING THROUGH DISSONANT DAYDREAMS OF NIGHT TIME, A ROLLERCOASTER OF EUPHORIA, KICKING THROUGH THE CLOUDS AND COBWEBS, NO HIGHS OR LOWS, JUST TACTLESS TACTICS OF FOOLING CYNICAL ANDROIDS WITH MADE UP LOVE LETTERS TO SELF DESTRUCTION. AN ODE TO HALLUCINATION HEATWAVE HARMONIES, HEARD THROUGH WHITE NOISE AS WE HEAD UP THE CAMPANILE ON CONCRETE BLOCK MORNINGS, HEAD IN THE CLOUDS AS WE COME BACK DOWN.

LOST LOVE THROUGH GLIMPSES OF ENDLESS LAZY RIVERS, MEANDERING CALMLY DOWN SUNSET SPRINGS AWAITING REALITY IN MILKSHAKE SKIES, CAT’S EYES PURRING FROM STRAY HIGHWAYS WINDING THROUGH MOUNTAINS. TRYING TO COAST IN THE FAST LANE WHILE STEERING STEADILY INTO SERVICE STATION NIGHTMARES, ROUNDABOUT RHYTHMS WITH MISSED EXITS. SELF IMPROVEMENT THROUGH A LOSS OF PERSONALITY PULLED FROM SELF HELP BOOKS BY PEOPLE WHO’VE NEVER STRUGGLED TO LIVE.

THERE’S A PERFORMATIVE PEACE IN THE MIGRAINE SMILES, AS WE BARE TEETH AND GRIMACE THROUGH MEETINGS OF CYNICAL CRITICISM. A SEPARATION OPERATION IN SLEET SOAKED CITIES WITH A HOSTAGE CALM OF MIND AND UNDERSTANDING AS AN ACT OF KINDNESS, TERRACED ALLEYWAYS CARRYING THE STENCH OF GENTRIFIED EXISTENTIALISM, DISPLACED DREAMS OF SPACE HEATER GETAWAYS.

THE VARIEGATED QUILT OF MISMATCHED PATCHES, THREADBARED FROM COMFORT SEEKING, SMILES SEEN THROUGH CIGARETTE SMOKE, UNDER THE SHEETS WITH BEER GARDEN WILDFLOWERS, RECOGNISING THE SCRAMBLE OF SELF PRESERVATION. VERNAL BREEZES THROUGH GLIMPSES OF WARMTH AND PISTACHIO PATHS TO LOG CABIN FUMES. ATMOSPHERE AS A WAY OF LIFE THROUGH SMOKE ALARM SIRENS AND EPIDURAL EPIPHANIES IN LABOURS OF LOVE.

PAVEMENT POLAROIDS SHOW SNAPSHOTS OF SUBURBAN STRAIN, PILLBOX PARADISES IN QUIET PROTESTS OF APATHY, COASTAL MATINÉES OF CRASHING WAVES AND CHOREOGRAPHED CAVES. DANCING ON BURNED OUT CARS THROUGH TEARS OF JOY, AIR AMBULANCE BLUES ESCAPING FROM ASYLUMS BATHED IN STATIC. DEVOURING MICROWAVE MIRACLES IN HURRIED ATTEMPTS TO AMBUSH TIME, A SUCKERPUNCH FOR THE TENSION IN OUR TEMPLES.

SOAP SCUM STATUES TO BAKING SODA BIOPICS, DIGITAL DREAMS IN THE MODERN WORLD JOTTED DOWN INTO BUBBLE WRAP NOTEBOOKS, WE CARRY ACHES AND BLURRED VISION FROM KETTLEBELL CONSTELLATIONS, THE NUANCE OF SIDESTEPPING MANHOLE COVERS TO AVOID DROPPING DEEP INTO THE SEWERS, SURROUND SOUND SURREALISM, ECHOES OF ENDLESS ENTHUSIASM LEFT ON READ SCREAMED THROUGH STRAINED VOCAL CHORDS, I JUST WANTED TO BE HEARD, TO BE SEEN IN DREAMS.