SICK DUCKS NICHE CAVITIES

i got my sick ducks
in a semblance row

& i forced-march them
thru the niche cavities
of government administration

or what passes for it
in these hijacked days

i realise now
i was grating myself
for an overlords brunch

& in the kitchen
the tap drips 

like a clock
into the strategy sponge

ONE MISSED FEED

the government talk about
the duty of the sick to work

casting first stones

out their teflon towers

& it makes me feel
like a panda

judged & monitored
& falling off logs

one missed feed
from extinction

ROLLABOUTS

you
useless rollabouts
flopping spineless
in the 
shopping
bogof 
gutter

i voted 
for the BEST
for YOU

~

your
whining justification
trumps
any
half-arsed resolution
in 
your
grey exhaust
mandible 
phone 
jag

still i voted
for the BEST
for YOU

~

my meat debt
is overdrawn 
my soul 
foreclosed

still i voted
for the BEST
for YOU

& you voted
for the WORST
for ME

in
straight jacket accordance
with 
AI projected curve
&
mandated
government
straw
bindings

from aroundthekeg.blogspot.com

COLLECTIVE MURDER

  its 
  collective murder out here

said    
the        
film       to
maker      his
           muse

meaning for him
  the 
  jungle
  was 
  never 
  erotic

  its 
  collective murder everywhere

i
said       in
           a
           different
           century

meaning
  mini-beast brutality 
  under 
  soft british grass
  
  industrial farming

  the madness of roads
  
  and
  governments
  willing
  folly

from prisonbooks.info by paul lachine

?GOVERNMENT?

target poor and sick,
fund bankers, selves and royals.
rain thunders, scares cat.