27 November 2024
13 April 2025
a rap id deterioration
dumb ole owl
f-wit misinfo mash woo woo
gamble yr life ’cos a celeb says so
play an accordion as u walk across the sea
r u lucky?
or have u been pwned?
and if we were light enough
to breathe this air
to sing this song
if we were light enough
that marriage would not last
(of necessary invention)
(divine condescension)
then ask, answer
it’s an easy game
place one hand
in another, and so on
the next suggestion
lifts the top of yr head off
there is nothing inside
lyrical us, you might have said
as our feet
appeared beside us
our lives stuck in yesterday
a hole, a dimension
true lurve…
is binocular vision, good for a predator
no good for a horse or other means of transport
your great heat and weight beneath me
uncontrollable
if it is night
you’d never know
with only some lights on
the words in my underwear
chafing, virtuous tags
in the cloud of signs