a new poem


with that amorphous grin
like the fuzzy channels on TV
can’t hear that through the haze
a hamster running in a maze

with that cherished malice
like the silence of the Lamb
on this subject?
haven’t got the stomach for it
too late to forgive or forget

with those crocodile tears
like the last man hanging on the mantle
where art thou?
doesn’t in the least bit matter
seek another God to flatter



Reading on SoundCloud



Lamb (Photo credit: freefotouk)


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