THE GUARDED EYES & THE BLOOD LUST

in these dim sum days 

of fascist exfoliation 

& robot football 

our optimism & hope 

& faith & nerves & sanity 

must make do with 

     relief

     when 

a second group 

of thin brained jingo-lords 

throw their temu newsboy caps 

in the liars ring

& split 

the 

vote
of the first

MID-CENTURY TEAK TODAY

 

time has its feet up 

on the mid-century teak

all waiting chores

& delayed communiques 

treatment resistant dandruff

knows how i feel today

BY THE GROCERS ARTIFICIAL GRASS

 

parody of a grandmother

veg stall

cigarette

& angry about a hedgerows

suggestive topiary shape

since 1985

INSOMNIA ANGER CAVEAT

if
you

sleep easy & 

fast & 

long &
like a baby & 

like a log &
wake refreshed &

full of beans &
your yawns 

dont melt 

your face

in a weeping sinus flood

of tears & 

snot & 

dioxides & 

regret

dont let my
jealous hatred
give you
bad dreams

i am only relieved to know

it can just happen at all

UNFILED REPORT AUDIT

i have a 

folder of 

five hundred & ten
unfinished poems

& all it does is grow

i shall
attach them
to a chestnut tree

with cable ties & a canopy

&
decide 

after lunch 

that they are roses