24 September 2025
upended ivories
c’mon, G.H., some of this
is divinely angle land and
some is indecipherable,
incognito and ugly
as two toads under a tyre
the rest best unsaid
in a railway carriage a mine shaft
sentenced to life in a podcast
prism of evidence, being
fear in all its abundance
perpendicular as a cue before grasping
elastic as a ball in a bounce
mismeasured epistemics,
open-edged tangrams:
oligarchic capture at best