Tag Archives: Radiohead

Thom Yorke takes a walk on Halloween Night.

 

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Thom Yorke takes a walk on Halloween Night (a triku)

The night howls, fog curls
a thin cloud bisects the moon;
at the graveyards’ edge

an abandoned well
at the bottom of that well
Thom Yorke cries for help.

The dead wake slowly
grey fists punch through mounds of earth
Thom Yorke cries for help.

 

This poem appeared last week in Oddball Magazine.

 

Rust/ The Irish Dilemma/ Radiohead

Rust

 

The Irish Dilemma (a slimverse)

we can not

decide if

we are blessed

or damaged.

 

Radiohead (a triku)

The night howls, fog curls

a thin cloud bisects the moon

at the graveyards’ edge

 

an abandoned well

from the bottom of that well

Thom Yorke cries for help.

 

The dead wake slowly

grey fists punch through mounds of earth

Thom Yorke cries for help.