A stupefied, fuzzy silence in the garden

deployed carrier bags, even grimness dreams

 

Endure the pain and something may betide

A hidden gem that we may never see.

 

He was in love with his own reflection

Till he had a face of purple cheese.

 

A quiet rage of a youth misspent

Where small children play complicated games

 

He was in love with somebody else’s

poetry wishing their blind date wasn’t

so pointed, so lifeless, killing the tension.

 

Recent encounters with foxes

 

Can you outstare The Fox?

The sky turned black. The emperor

Said ‘It is finished’. The soldier said:

‘It never finishes’.

 

The lion picking his teeth saw

Narcissus miss the 237 and thought

he’d have a late lunch

under a hungry moon, God with a

hangover wears Adidas pants.