16 August 2025
29 August 2025
old testament
wake up an acrostic of acronyms
and i gotta get outta bed somewhen
before i run outta theze dreamz
like the endless packing before
the mystic trip over the
alsatians the multidimensional
spreadsheet of ‘all that i am’ i
keep thinking ‘algorithms’
‘that ain’t the half of it’ my
papa would say twirling
his moustache while leaning
back in his rickety chair
back-and-forth back-and-forth
before he rode himself
out of existence you’d think
i would’ve learnt the lesson
he was trying to teach me
about everything the universe
life the meaning of number
and who is number
one
when two is all i could think
of or at a stretch there was
mammy somewhere
so covenant cleaners beware
cleave cheat or ‘prepare for
the worst’ i don’t care
less than a multiple
of two primes in a row
pick any – you’ll know