WE TOO
we love to
play the language
game
we two do
come at greasing
the signifier
not
from different
poles entirely
my games with sound
and sense
more about
foregroundimg other,
difference, perhaps
a touch
of deviance
yours
(if I might
proffer
this distinction) about
what is established, believed,
holy ordinary,
sacred same
how we can get
the narrative to
go full
python
swallow the facts
(crush in its coils any
truth inconvenient)
and of course, after my little
pointless spiel
boredom, dismissal
the worst I get
the guilt that comes
with bad poetry
not, as in your case, if I
dare suggest
every kind of sick and
unconscionable paid-for
complicity
that
shades us into dystopia
thence living Hell
poems 2 die for 