Panopticon
Ratfink fabulists!
His pursed crimson
lips made rainbows
kissed by fresh spring
Another new da Vinci exhibition,
The Last Sipper & other lesser Works,
Same faces, same places
But upside down.
‘Time, dark time,
Flowing by like a river.’
He shivered
Looking in the mirror.
‘How did I come
to give up
canonical grandeur to dally
in such quick-buck pranks…
What the hell am I
doing with
these theatre types,
for Chrissakes?’
Finkfab Ratulists!
