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    Elephant Small Vol 5


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    Elephant Small

      Vol 5

      Stanski

      Copyright©2013 Stanski

      Crawling Distance

      In Decline

      The Night Jasmine

      The Fourth Millennium

      Hotel 27

      A Fetish For Frustration

      Elephant Small Vol 1

      Elephant Small Vol 2

      Elephant Small Vol 3

      Elephant Small Vol 4

      Cover photo © Stanski

      Elephant Small

      Vol 5

      Contents

      1. Still Standing

      2. One In The Eye For Customs

      3. Macrobatics

      4. Wilderness

      5. Fishing Chips

      6. Work Song

      7. No Short Cuts; Always The Scenic Route

      8. Digital Display

      9. Unwanted Gifts

      10. Recession Persists

      11. Number’s Up

      12. Thanksgiving

      13. Workaholics

      14. Untouchable

      15. Starter’s Orders

      16. The Beginning Of The End

      17. Seconds

      18. Tardist

      19. Super

      20. John Doe

      21. The Face Of Concern

      22. Liar

      23. An Offer I Can Refuse

      24. Anniversary.

      25. It’s Just Not Cricket

      26. How Nairobic?

      27. Indellible

      28. Uncommon

      29. Black Sheep Reprise

      30. Wish You Were Here?

      31. Light Source

      32. Jobsearch

      33. Treat Or Trick?

      34. Shipshape

      35. Not Least

      36. Master Chef…?

      37. Penny Drops

      38. Rough Trade

      39. Later That Same Evening

      40. Cooking The Books & Writing On Walls For The Bone Idle

      41. 0

      42. Chick-ing Out

      43. Spot The Difference

      44. Parental Guidance

      45. What’s My Name…?

      46. Perfect Senses

      47. OCD

      48. The Clock Struck Five

      49. Where There’s Life, There’s Hope

      50. Ell Er Fence Maul Says Sir Ten Fingza Bow Tevo Loo Shun F Rit N Wurdz… Innit…?

      1. Still Standing

      The first time I died

      Nobody noticed

      No tears shed

      No flowers

      No regrets

      The second time round

      Only the killer

      Was ever aware

      And even then

      It took ten years

      Third time was different

      It lasted longer

      Missed by the two

      People who knew

      People who cared

      If I should die

      For a fourth time

      Think only this

      It’s not the end

      Of me…

      2. One In The Eye For Customs

      One can only imagine

      Original intention

      To ‘deter terrorist acts’

      However, on reflection

      (and two weeks in Majorca)

      Government announcement

      That the vast majority

      Of ordinary tourists

      Who’d endured the procedure

      Felt it an infringement

      On their civil liberties

      An intrusion on their rights

      And so the Coalition

      Confirmed it intends to scrap

      Plans to make compulsory

      The Biometric Passport

      3. Macrobatics

      Since about 1984

      My big brother’s been watching me

      Through the lens of his automatic

      Photographic device

      Now I must keep my eye on him

      Keeping his eye on me

      This close up attention to detail

      Is taking the zoning system

      One f-stop step too far

      Wouldn’t you agree, Ansel?

      It may be a contradiction

      To say this over-exposure

      Develops to project

      A negative image of me

      Making my actions transparent

      When I wish to remain low-key

      4. Wilderness

      Despondency, anxiety

      Rice fields bear no rice

      Fat Cats’ grain stores taunting me

      My glass half-empty now

      I toiled long hours; prepared the ground

      Seeds I planted prospered

      The sprouts I nurtured spread too thin

      Too few and far between

      Alarm bells rang; I overslept

      My clock was running slow

      The rain fell hard; too hard for some

      Perished plots bear witness

      The rice I reap will make me rich

      Christmas harvest bonus

      But drought has come to visit us

      The worst we’ve seen in years

      A vision, a recurring dream

      Parched grass that bears no grain

      Phuket’s tsunami in reverse

      The carnage in its wake

      5. Fishing Chips

      Up North

      where I come from

      where, when it’s not raining

      it’s overcast

      and people say

      what they mean

      and they mean

      what they bloody well say

      eating out means the Chippy.

      Not Fish Bar

      or Fish Shop

      or Fish ‘n’ Chip Restaurant

      We’re talking real Fishing Chips

      (are fishing chips, chips that catch their own fish?)

      They don’t do

      French fries

      pommes frites

      Nouveau Cuisine

      Not our cup of tea

      They don’t do

      mayonnaise dip

      they only do

      salt and vinegar

      Economy gastronomy

      cheap at half the price

      cheap as chips

      If it’s a big fish you’re after

      for the larger appetite

      they also do

      double portions

      twice the chance to catch that fish

      twice as many fishing chips

      fishing…?

      (Should have seen the one that got away!)

      Fishing chips catch

      Haddock, Cod

      (complete with rod

      hook, line and sinker?)

      Or, if you’re feeling flush

      even Plaice

      Mushy peas can be added

      Bread and butter

      and a mineral

      Tea is served every night

      at six o’clock

      (Unlike the Americans

      we eat dinner

      at dinner time

      noon)

      Fishing chips for Friday tea

      wrapped in greaseproof

      and newspaper

      up North

      where I come from

      where, when it’s not raining

      it’s overcast

      6. Work Song

      Strange town

      Longsight M13

      What difference does it make?

      Working 9 to 5

      Money for nothing

      A means to an end

      The hardest thing in the world…

      Something better change

      I don’t like Mondays

      Help!

      I wanna be sedated

      (Yeah, yeah) Industrial estate

      Acknowledgements:

      Work Song –
    Cannonball Adderly https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VBxAC4ywaJ4

      Strange town – The Jam https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_4tEX8tm6qw

      Longsight M13 – Ian Brown https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LV70kw7S7xQ

      What difference does it make? – The Smiths https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O5DE8UQnM5Y

      Working 9 to 5 – Dolly Parton https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mpKAA2VxWY8

      Money for nothing – Dire Straits https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V5ZEzWwKJnY

      A means to an end – Joy Division https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pPG_TCX2Z0k

      The hardest thing in the world - The Stone Roses https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cLser2OWa74

      Something better change – The Stranglers https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oSEOzimKnEY

      I don’t like Mondays – The Boomtown Rats https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Er5uuCYi7q4

      Help! – The Beatles https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TU7JjJJZi1Q

      I wanna be sedated – The Ramones https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_rxJroWIg1Y

      (Yeah, yeah) Industrial estate – The Fall https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PKECj238-Lo

      7. No Short Cuts; Always The Scenic Route

      Yesterday; a day of broken promises

      Ineffective guarantees, followed immediately by disclaimers

      Same old same old Rat Race

      Old too soon? Long time Dying?

      Life is tough; deal with it!

      Today, I choose a different path

      No short cuts; always scenic route

      As sure as day follows night

      Tomorrow follows today, bringing fresh hope

      The best is yet to come

      8. Digital Display

      At first clumsy, hesitant

      Words wouldn’t come easily

      Until a single-digit surge

      Under pressure, from the Right

      Delivered the message LOUD – unclear

      Syllables s-s-stuttered across the screen

      Middle finger soon joined index

      And later thumb....... for spacebar

      Later still, five fingers were tapping

      Was it the sound of one hand clapping?

      Or was it just a classic case

      Of the left hand never really knowing

      What it was the right hand was doing?

      At every opportunity then

      I practiced my new-found skill

      The only thing I could ever do

      With one hand tied behind my back

      Day after day

      Night after night

      Time after time

      Time and again

      Again and again

      Repetition, refrain

      Repetition defined

      Definition refined

      Never relaxing

      Often head scratching

      Sometimes nail biting

      Always typewriting

      Left hand going through the motions

      Playing an occasional cameo role

      But even two decades down the track

      The left hand still doesn’t really know

      What its partner, the right hand is doing

      9. Unwanted Gifts

      The vastness of space

      Is not nearly enough

      To contain all those gifts

      Unwanted

      Ignored

      Or returned unopened

      Consideration

      Love

      Peace

      Compassion

      Faith

      Hope

      Charity

      To name but a few

      In favour of thought

      Ignorance is bliss

      Apathy prevails

      Hatred

      Hostility

      Cynical attitudes

      Suspicion

      Despair

      And self-serving greed

      Only if we take

      Possession

      Ownership

      Of what’s rightfully ours

      But wrongfully spurned

      Then

      And only then

      Can we realise

      Our full potential

      Certain in the knowledge

      All things are possible

      10. Recession Persists

      State of the art premises

      Cutting edge machinery

      Microchip technology

      Computer Aided Design

      A world class management team

      And a highly skilled workforce

      A winning combination

      A recipe for success

      One ingredient missing

      … The Mother of Invention

      11.Number’s Up

      Wake up O-seven O-O

      Bathroom, for a number one

      Or maybe a number two

      Then four minutes in the shower

      At forty five Centigrade

      Breakfast – bet you can’t eat three

      Cup of coffee, zero milk

      One sugar… stirred to the left

      Twelve paces to the front door

      Into my four door saloon

      A sixteen hundred cc

      Five forward gears, one reverse

      Some take the ninety nine bus

      Arrive at work eight thirty

      Day starts at nine on the dot

      Ends at five, or thereabouts

      Then back home, to Number Nine

      Takeaway dinner tonight

      Chinese, number forty two

      Pork in green pepper, black beans

      Two or three glasses of wine

      Then up thirteen stairs, to bed

      And I don’t mean forty winks

      Morning, back to the grindstone

      Five days a week, forty hours

      Fifty two weeks every year

      Until I reach sixty five…

      Then, one day… my number’s up…

      12. Thanksgiving

      Although not American

      On this day, especially

      I have reason to recall

      And reasons to be grateful

      Funny how you remember…

      (Some things, you just don’t forget)

      Must be fifteen years ago

      … Seems like only yesterday

      You didn’t ask me for it

      But I knew you wanted it

      You didn’t even say it

      But it was clear you meant it

      Just an item of clothing

      But you folded it, neatly

      Tucked it into bed with you

      Probably dreamt about it

      It was such a privilege

      I’m eternally grateful

      For having witnessed such an

      Expression of gratitude

      13. Workaholics?

      Only just awake if truth be known

      Still hung-over from last night’s session

      Pen in hand, and a freshly inked nib

      I check-in my pal, another lush

      so the boss won’t know he’s passed out, drunk

      We blame the clunk and thud of presses

      (and the Coalition Government)

      for a condition that resurfaced

      when we thought it was under control

      We’ve both spent time at de-tox session

      Been named, shamed and dragged over the coals

      Forklifted from the ash-pit, hand washed

      and hung over the boiler, to dry

      Still we don’t seem to understand why

      the consumption of alcoholic

      beverages is prohibited

      while operating machinery

      14. Untouchable

      Morning, bathed in rays of golden sun

      Met her for a sink or swim showdown

      Hoping we could pool our resources

      Shall we synchronise watches? I try

      Should have gone to greater lengths than that

      Am I in her thoughts…? Won’t hold my breath

      Learn to crawl before you walk; she laughs

      That would take a stroke of luck; I think


      One of us may have to take a dive

      Which will send me right back to square one

      Passing on the water; ships – that’s us

      In her presence, I’m out of my depth

      She’s aloof; Madame’s a butterfly

      Floating freestyle through a crowded room

      Clutching secrets to her heaving breast

      15. Starter’s Orders

      You'll always be at least one step behind

      Don't ever let it out of your sight

      You'll never get ahead of it

      So aim to catch up with it

      And if, and when, you do

      Grab it with both hands.

      With all your heart

      Cherish it...

      Own it...

      On your marks...

      Get set...

      Go...!

      16. The Beginning Of The End

      It's starting

      Just beginning

      When will it finish?

      Where will it end?

      From start to finish

      From beginning to end

      It's starting to finish

      Beginning to end

      17. Seconds

      Floor level base

      Place name; City Row

      Income generation;

      Class act skin gear fiddle

      Time around World War year

      'Lieutenant' in command

      Sight person sitting

      Interview, rate chance

      String thoughts

      Form opinion

      Best guess

      Helping hand

      Coming home to none

      18. Tardist

      What’s a Tardist?

      What’s it got?

      What’s a what?

      What’s a Tardist?

      Not a ‘what’

      No it’s not

      It’s a ‘who’

      As in Time Lord Doctor Who

      Who’s a Tardist?

      You say Doctor Who is a Tardist?

      Doctor Who is only The only Tardist

      Pilot of a Time Machine

      No less

      Tell me you can see what I mean

      Oh yes

      To drive a TARDIS

      Is not the hardest task to face

      Regardless of Time and Space

      In any case

      They’re mere dimensions

     


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