To Si

You mess with my poems
like I was a back-alley tart
– and so you should pay

Maybe I want to make a ganglion
something for time travellers to lock onto
a three pin socket for them to plug into

You won't understand – but
I'm not writing for you
Repeat those last five words
slowly
to yourself
over            and over


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Return

I follow what threads I can –
twisted
like hairball, furball, a shower's
blocked plug hole – loose ends
knotted, plaited…

I came back here –
all I found was childish folly


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prejudiz

the letter z
iz zo zleepy
zendz meez znoozing
znugly duvzley
goodz nightzzzz



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