OR BUBBLEGUM

but was a baby
like we all were

before 

being

s t r e t c h e d 

on

the 

rack of the world

like a dali clock

or bubblegum

& pumped full of filler

& cheap grout that stains

~

always 

wondering

what day 

today is

& 

how it was

that we used to know

ANGER LIKE A CHEAP MATCHSTICK

the poet was furious
with the publisher
over a missing full stop *

oh to own such fury
such certainty & fight

to release like hounds

 

well my anger eats itself

like the sulphur & filler

in a cheap matchstick head

a blink of flare

then a push of smoke

& moisture on the run

like the frustration tears

of a lost little boy

 * the poem was a single full stop

   at the bottom of an empty page

   by Vsevolod Nekrasov