well well well
they were treated badly*
what
d’you expect from
human kind
turn the other
cheek no fear
kissing their arse
promised landscape take your pick
Armageddon’s puckered lips
strut the catwalk end the world
scapegoat or bust
read The Jewish War again
only this time add The Bomb
Dr Strangelove hand in glove
strangling himself
time will tell predictions please
on a postcard winner gets
courtesy of Musk a one
way trip to Mars
*by-the-bye for badly read
hell on Earth survivors vowed
not to let the empire strike
back on their word
eh aye rant
when the best we’ll
ever manage or achieve
can be duplicated
then improved by bots
what’s the point
of trying shouldn’t people just
give up & sit
back
shoot the breeze
enjoy the view cos what’s the point
been a while since
chess for instance ceased to be
dangerous &
soon enough a racing car
will drive you to
work
where the human aspect
making money or
getting on shall disappear
replaced by what
petty rivalries we’ll
all be middle folk
man watched by a
clock
going into care
before our time we sip
lullabies composed
in Aeolian mode
mood adjustments
made according to the Moon
solar wind or
spots
yep the music of
the spheres is all we’ll hear
drowning out the guns
& bombs of mutineers
even those
controlled by exoskeletal
forces out of Mars
iso tropes
there’s an eider down
shotgun pellets blood
stains across the bed
last of the few
people went to town
traipsing village mud
paved with gold they said
turn of the screw
former farmer Brown
navigates the flood
on an upturned shed
animal glue
soldier sailor clown
rich man poor man judge
get it in the head
elephants flew
well you gotta frown
summat had to budge
giz a crust of bread
shock of the new
impertinence
bodies grow
smarter with
heads
planets get
stuffed without
moons
galaxies
orbit black
holes
universe
says define
goals
verse begins
splutters then
folds
frog warning
safe to stay at home & wait
where the monsters daren’t
go afraid of prowling kids
as you know the worst
danger faced by outside foes
trust the family
Emily & Uncle Joe
cut a catflap some
slack & give a dog a home
long as hump-back toads
don’t get in so mind the cracks
under which they’ll slide
reeking of their foreign ways
curse the Normans hand
back the Channel Îles for snide
not too great now
us & them the
sworn
enemies of time’s
immemorial
biblical tropes
quote unquote the words
coined from melted
down
altar plates they’re
past
settlement day
eager for revenge
both opponents call
in Jehova’s names
hostage to what
fear or fortune
not
love & peace but
zoom
sanctimonious
meaningless guff
talking children
maimed
babies snuffed
& old
folk distraught at
what
life was about
Dr Davos I presume
retrograde
conference
handouts
from
twenty-first
century
blood feuds
to
stay-at-home
refugee
food banks
in
climate change
turnaround
Bond films
with
cowboy Jane
hostage swop
shootouts
a verse to poetry
what’s the point of no return
one-way streets or cul-de-sacs
spread a map across the floor
see where it’s at
as you know the grid is down
St Domingo Rd & flood
waters won’t recede until
Christ knows the thing
is don’t put your act of faith
where the other fella’s been
lamppost wine for instance smells
great to a dog
keep your powder dry & wait
till the bogeyperson’s bogged
off or on their morning break
Jekel & Hyde
& another thing yer man
wrote a long ekphrastic pome
while they were curating stick
that up your nose
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