Myself to Myself

I’m beside myselfMass-producing miniature clones.Papier-màche marionettesThat look just like me. A matching set of gamblers,Gamesters, holding a handful of playing cards.Poker face opposite poker faceI call my bluff. I don’t let on. Fairground mirrors stretchOut-of-shape my figures of fun.With inward-looking in-jokesI mockingly rib myself. By myself; inside my bedroom,Bizarre boredom multiplies.Working on my tiny toysMaking […]

Other people’s pop lives

Jealously unjealously thanking unthanking lucky unlucky starsNever got to make it to that revolving earthquake stage of rubble amplifiers and smashed up guitars.Carrying no cash, cooped up in city hotel rooms, the drugs, the sex, marriage breakdowns and rock ‘n’ roll.That’s the life to look up to, down on, know and not know. Then there’s […]

Romantic Town

In Romantic TownEveryone’s true.In Romantic TownIt’s easy saying I Love You. In Romantic TownEveryone marries.In Romantic TownThere are flowers and trees. In Romantic TownNothing ends.In Romantic TownYou don’t split up or stay friends. In Romantic TownYou have kids.In Romantic TownLullabies close eyelids. In Romantic TownYou have a soul mate.In Romantic TownThere’s no hate. In Romantic […]

The Peasant’s Tale

The chrisom is placed around my head.The midwife to charm me. The pastor to bless our family bed.Has the wheel turned in my favour?Is happiness foretold by the fortune-teller?My Catholic fingers in font-water.Ale in the alehouse makes better my humours.Poachers and apothecaries rest in the tavern.Drinking, adversities are briefly forgotten.Move the moon towards my sad […]

The Ship Inn

“Next to mine own shippe I do most loveThat old “shippe” in Exon, a tavern in St. Martin’s Lane.” (Francis Drake, 1587) Sir Francis Drake suppedWith sixteenth century swankAs his naval ship-mates tottered with rum-totsOn oaken floor-boards, walking the plank. I wonder whether he boozed harderAs his Elizabethan world view blurred;Head spinning, he spun the […]