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Solitary Confinement
He cut himself off.Didn’t answer the phone.When the doorbell wentHe wasn’t at home. He simply switched offSat Anon.In a dark depressionKinda turning him on. A man going downFor a very long time.Not behind barsBut a put-on smile. No-one else knewOf his inner other.A bust of himself.His own Big Brother.
Medieval Castle
She felt down and out of it.Looking out from her look-out post.Everybody, everywhere:Some far-off fifteenth-century ghost. Guests would swear her eyes had moved.Her portrait face, hung on the wall.Behind the canvas, keeping stillOut of sight, she’d eavesdrop all. She wasn’t happy and she knew it.Happiness she’d never known.Not a soul had ever come closeAnd closeness, …
Film Set Extras/The New Normal
The streets are empty when a blink ago were full.The buses running with no passengers are just the ticket for wasting fuel.The beggars have nobody to beg toor have a two-metre vaudevillian wooden arm out if they do. The local drunk shouts out to walled-in deaf earsYou’ll die of the virus! I’ll die of alcoholism! …
Storm Brewing
Raindrop bodies cloud-gather ready to teem downfor a downpour on the battleground.The forces of good and evil and in-betweenare rolling up with mangled up metal ribcage spines.Black crow words uneasily perch on carbon paper cable lines.
The Plate Spinner
the plate spinner spins his platesbut he’s let things slipa little of latehis life in pieces at his feetthat magic touch that filled the seatsa helpless helping of butter fingers nowall washed-up he takes a bow what a shame what a pitythis inconsequential little ditty.
Weekly Wage Cat-Walkers
As they stitch each other upand paint their eyebrows and gloss their lipsdesigner label lovers are as realas the clothes they hang on their hips. The show over, they dinewhere restaurant cooks stir (with a fag in their mouth) behind kitchen doors.As bedtime wardrobe window-dressers, they wake up the next day:Just part-time boutique assistants, where …
The Mermaid Inn
The tide rolls in.The tide rolls out.Seaweed on the rim.Scuttlebutts tossed about. The tide rolls in.The tide rolls out.Flaky boat-varnish wallingrun-down saw-dust flout. A port of sinof by-and-large, and eelpout.The tide rolls in.The tide rolls out.
A Pretty Kettle of Fish
I’m impossibleWanting the implausible.Is it me or is it you?My fishing boat on blue. I’m unshakeable:My resolve unfathomable.Why can’t I sleep?My heart wrecked down deep. While hearing the sirenBait underworld menOld boys in cafesThink out their days. I’m so impregnableBut indefensible.When will it ever finish?A pretty kettle of fish.
Roundheads and Cavaliers
I’m for Parliament. You’re for the King.It’s more important you lose than I win.Taking a stand, there’s no sitting on the fence.I’m for Cromwell. You’re against. Your men, for their cavalry commander, bark.Cocking their legs at Pym, jumping at Charles.Capturing Rupert’s black mongrel, we cut off its lugsAnd make it a Roundhead; A pox on …
A Pretty Kettle of Poetry 