November 2022 Collage Poem: The New Face

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Lifeless monarch dances with Elvis and the Tall Man

Eternal caretaker roams the trysting fields, wraps his rictus

Grin round the empty gin bottle

 

Waiting for the announcement of a significant death

The clown shakes off his last cigarette

Haunted by the cold face of a living

Being, in an English winter of worried

Wives and broken men

 

The eternal caretaker stood over the tomb of lettuce

Liz Truss waving his gov bill and cursing his misfortune to

Look like Lord Lucan

 

Mirror, mirror with a brave smile

Wave Liz Truss goodbye as she’s driven

Away in the back of a cab

 

To eat or to heat that is the question!

 

Doom gloom and cheesy check chappies with pressed

Passports like prayer books waited patiently

 

Liz Truss got on a bus –

It’s my guess

She’s gone to the wild west 

 

November collage poemthe New Face

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Nigel Astell

Sat 12th Nov 2022 01:41

Grease paint taxi clown
under the wandering moon
Liz Truss taken to
Hideout Hotel, Tombstone City
somebody said Lord Lucan
stayed here till his
new face was ready.




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