{"id":79622,"date":"2016-05-25T13:12:36","date_gmt":"2016-05-25T13:12:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/?p=79622"},"modified":"2016-05-25T16:19:37","modified_gmt":"2016-05-25T16:19:37","slug":"unboxing-teardown-other-poems","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/unboxing-teardown-other-poems\/","title":{"rendered":"unboxing, teardown & other poems"},"content":{"rendered":"

By Mischa Foster Poole.<\/p>\n

unboxing, teardown: What comes in sustains no eyes<\/strong><\/p>\n

That which comes into the place
\nsustains no eyes. The gogglebox is rubbed.
\nMarcello tips down the top of his lot and stares.
\nPalazzo has its tiles and use em when
\nthe choristers come out to take their snack.
\nAllotted by the card box factor chanticleer
\neach corners turns itself and slips in here
\na bit of ham. Poor boys.
\nThey never knew nor won’t at this state
\nwhat it would be to turn a woman’s thighs
\nor skin a soft-boiled yolk, or to pull down
\nthe window bracket, head out, wheeze.<\/p>\n

unboxing, teardown: To mention one more thing that box<\/strong><\/p>\n

Only to mention one more thing;
\nthat box you got me. It fulfilled
\nthis problem, that you looked for the outside-in
\nand got the inside-out. Not much use
\nI hate to say. I hate also to give this concept back
\nand credit impulse more than common sense
\nmy dear Fanny.       I takes
\nwhat time the shakes permit me to.
\nBut you, you are all fairy ground and boys,
\nand knuckledust and sewage pump and groc-
\ners’ pump and olive oil and ajax spread
\nand I could only half forget you for it.<\/p>\n

\u201d\u0192<\/p>\n

unboxing, teardown: The house elevates<\/strong><\/p>\n

The house it elevates itself. Above a wall
\ntalk all along the tables weighting. What’s on my head?
\nA bit of mutton \u2013 mine? A couple glasses.
\n         Will they come?
\n     It’s getting hard to tell.
\nOver the hour’s hump they take a break,
\nthen redrawl: have you got a sec?
\n       Will they come?
\nTheir casualness is not in itself a form of tamp
\nset in to muffle thudding at your gate.
\nCome in! Come in! We’ve all been waiting now!
\nCome in! The croquettes served, the miso warm,
\ncome in and pull a bottle for your pains;
\nthe crayfish turn, the toasties grow,
\nthe ice-bath     ha!
\nthe ice-bath never!<\/p>\n

unboxing, teardown: matter of fact we had carols then<\/strong><\/p>\n

Matter of fact we all had carols then,
\ncognitive, ergonomic, seemingly
\nunalert to tackle what the great
\nproblems of the era sent. I called the minister.
\nFind another way.<\/em> So I set about
\npedestrianising the great roundabouts of London.
\nNo one came. The ribbon cut itself.
\nI slunkered off for a solo flute at Harry’s.
\nOld friend, the fizz. Outside gathered press.
\nIt was sleet I think but barely to est-
\nablish itself among the muck. Q.E.D.
\nI quipped.<\/p>\n

unboxing, teardown: I took a bit of farmgate<\/strong><\/p>\n

I took a bit of farmgate at my loss
\nthe setters’ floodgate made it at a pinch
\nbut called me after, asked me I’d adjust.
\nIt was not natural I should acquiesce
\nbut I did, aye, and would do again for half as much<\/em>.
\nI drove out in the fourbyfour to take a look.
\nHe held its follicule upon the stump.
\nI looked. It didn’t take to wanting mothers now,
\nmore so a coldsnap hence. I looked.
\nIt weren’t too many years since I’d take a sharp axe
\nand bring it down on this or that noncogent thesis.
\nI took it now. aorta flumped.<\/p>\n

A spider<\/strong><\/p>\n

‘s tuck
\ned its leg
\ns in on itself
\nto die mimic
\nking<\/p>\n

victim
\n(s)
\nin a ball
\nof it
\ns own
\nweb.<\/p>\n

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR<\/strong>
\nMischa Foster Poole<\/strong> has lived in Granada, Kiev, Paris, Berlin and now Peckham, where he runs a monthly poetry night called ‘The The the’. His poetry has appeared previously in Poetry London<\/em>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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Only to mention one more thing;
\nthat box you got me. It fulfilled
\nthis problem, that you looked for the outside-in
\nand got the inside-out. Not much use
\nI hate to say. I hate also to give this concept back
\nand credit impulse more than common sense
\nmy dear Fanny. <\/p>\n

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