my specialist subject:
does being bullied glorify violence?
i left my sandwiches behind a curtain
in the hall during the holidays
i own up, i'm sorry, don't hate me
for trying to be the one vigilante
keeping peace & quiet intact in this house
takeaway in your beard
you're laughing even though i won
but the laughter makes it feel like i lost
am i that petty?
there is no aggression in me
i just want to read in peace
controversial, i know.
my hat with the hole in a ponytail could poke through
the cliche of poverty that i have become:
wearing keys round my neck
to aggrandise my address status
still some belligerant drunk suggests
i check for burgers in the bins.
we passed a girl in tears
and did a handstand by the post office
to bring ourselves up on these shit chichester pills
but to no avail.
does working for telesales
make you a contributor
to the overall bad feeling
that everyone plagued by junkmail has?
does this make me does this does this hurt
does it slur handwriting like speech?
the opposite of lucidity
the difference between making sense
and just thinking you are.
the inefficient design of evolution proves there is no god
just jumped up managers paperchasing
paperpushing paperwork pouts
papered over cracks making spitballs
my paper aeroplane crashland
crashlanding.
please read the safety sheet:
there will never be a better time.

there's nothing so lowbrow
as love songs & film licenses
we all expected something better from king kong
but should have learnt from the atrocious series
of lord of the rings games
spouting rants like a tailor who grows suits under his skin
buttons down his front like vertebra
my old flatmate's drinks cabinet
i gather it's been topped up with tapwater
sold back refund disclaimer
apt & actually outwardly exuding false bonhomie
the erudite & inarticulate mix
but don't produce a compound
there is a difference in your lack of bonding
it's dust on the duster
and sauce on damp teatowel.