So we’re in the car | driving through the city | It’s a nice car | it’s a shitty neighbourhood | it’s a so-so city | and the car’s not | that nice | the neighbourhood’s | really shitty | we’re already | feeling old | and the day | feels old | as we drive along | already worn-out | ungratifying | we decide | we need more | gratification | or at least to get | over the bridge | where are we going? | does it matter? | just somewhere else | until our real lives | begin | this city | will do until April | then a better one | will come along | surely | We know some things | and we | talk about some of those things | some we | leave out | of our conversation | most, actually | So sad about rich people | in their rich lives | thinking | we want | to be them | well | too bad | It’s not about loving | and it’s not about taste | It’s not about nothing | when you feel that sub-bass | it’s not about nothing | when you feel that sub-bass | and we like the barbershop pole | could watch it go round all day | but we don’t | and the light is good | poised | like it’s not in time or something | like it is in San Diego | though we’re not in San Diego | and do we want to learn a language in 2018? | wow those Louboutins | spiked lurex pumps | shame he might | lose his sole | but then again | it’s competition | maybe someone might | design a cooler shoe | using Pantone 18 | 16 | 33 | TP | and anyway | can you trademark a colour? | yeah yeah but it’s not just | a colour | it’s a colour used in a specific | strategic | stylistic | signaturial way | authorising those shoes | as belonging to | a particular designer | and it’s not about loving | it’s not about taste | it’s not about nothing | when you feel that sub-bass | it’s not about nothing | when you feel that sub-bass | So we take a little pick-me-up | continue with our drive | and irony’s over-rated | and the language feels so dated | and I’d swear they are related | they look exactly the same | but later after dark | when we pulled up in waste ground | they were all dressed up in lights | and we don’t feel so old | they shine as they move | and they come down to us | they dance so fast | you can’t really see their limbs | so we don’t need the summer | we don’t need | the future at all | we don’t need the boutiques | or the craft wheat beer | and we are not | going to Uni | or to South East Asia | it’s not about the money | or the bitches or the dogs | it’s not about loving | it’s not about taste | it’s not about nothing | when you feel that sub-bass | it’s not about nothing | when you feel that sub-bass | Sub-bass


from the series fp2 (on-going sequence of poems, commenced 2016)

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