THE CINEMA

THE CINEMA

THE CINEMA

frizzle neck chickens
pick padlocks under the cinema
midday Saturday when it hot in the cob
and man watchin’ chen sing kick-up
and that chicken shit buzz funk like a chopping board.
in the cinema the ground build tilt,
the wall shaky shaky
sound bounce round like few hundred radio
tumbling down,
the film stock zog up zog up
(like chicken scratch it)
it jagged and it bruise
when man watching shaolin temple.
And the soundtrack get contaminate
with all the taxi horn and motorbike engine
The market shout and the dub wax pump
the heifers in the abattoir bawling,
the pie man’s slapping palm,
every coconut neck that slash
each cuss an cut an planass pass
and fung si yu kickin’ still
            with the leaping crane, the monkey wrist.
But the screen heng like curtain that twist
And kick missing instep
Like chicken missing neck.