Pinch, Punch!





Cheroot in hand up

to the bidet-bog.

Down to



candle lit,

curtained cave.


The news, the morning news:


Hong Kong Occupy (day six);

first Ebola in the states; 

15yr old girl off

To wed a warrior.


Sit and listen,

listen and sit,

sat idly


morning drivel.


Back to bed or not? Not.

Wrote a sketch about

The flasher in the night,

Working title: Up the Boreen.


The work, the work!

Exhausting thoughts.

I’m tired. Day is dawning. Pull the curtains open.

…A girl has been found in a London river…

She didn’t make it.