Poetry Blogs (treachery)
Peter Taylor on (3 hours ago)
"boop boop beep beep boop bup bip beep" go the alerts and synaptic responses
too fast to process, too repetitive to want to
"spit that out, it's toxic" I warned
as he slurped up drama in great mouthfulls, as if she were kool-aid
he would slice open a vein and welcome drama directly if she asked him to
surreptitious texting continues beneath the table
eyes downcast, thumbs flying ...
Sunday 16th June 2019 11:34 am
Its quiet at 4am
the stairwells have fallen silent,
the fire exits finally close
all are in who’re coming in.
The Prince’s of The Kingdom,
away from their god away from their wives,
sleep sound with their cell phones close by,
their devout bellies swollen with forbidden liquor.
Such easy prey thinking themselves safe.
He moves with righteous purpose,...
Thursday 13th April 2017 11:19 pm
It started with filthy Cossacks
vodka fuelled with much betrayal
Back into Malaysia
somewhat blurred by Mau Mau screams
burn the fucking forest down
we’ll kill them while they dream
Then all the way from The Falls
bodies sealed in Glenshane peat
and feet cold stamping streets
those Russian alcoholics
Wednesday 20th April 2016 11:29 am