Upsucked
White carpet carnage
Contrary little varmints
Annihilated
Ruthless sucking gas mask tube
Makes light work for Pinkerton’s
Grimbeau
Scroodles
February 20, 2015
The Borrow
Golf girl plumb potty
flipped clean absent trolley
on treacherous pin
February 20, 2015
Promotion to Ensign
Wanton crayon crimes christen hallowed books
Left about to make an impression
to go well with the curtains;
torturing the prize Siamese
just to hear its quirky hiss.
The smell of burning hair
that will be you one day.
This day, all day, every day,
but not forever.
One day you get yours
From the Orc
On level Chesil
February 20, 2015
A Confederacy of Onceness
A chaos of familiar streets edge the hub,
smell the humming throng murmur and burr.
Was that a car door or a suicide bomb,
splatting like a bursted, maddened boil?
We look up for more, get none and get back up to pace.
Streets wail blocked with beds and wardens.
We bustle along skulking, tutting, smiling,
Snarled, peering, eyes down, anti-heroes,
Loose limbed, bloodied free climbers…
But the main sport selfie masks –
learnt as toddlers when we dodged all
punishment for our misdemeanours.
Grimbeau 