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SECONDS

SECONDS (for Manchester City Football Club)

So, in hindsight,
it was all spectacle,
all show

Matrix football, the machine
having flipped
the switch of power

cheat code running, who
can live with you
and you
were flying high, state
of euphoria, football utopia

but then
        sadly

got found out
got shot down
plummeting to Earth
bad
   blue moon
riddled like Swiss (UEFA)
cheese

and so we have
to adjust, history
insisting we edit

give each
         one an asterisk

stick inside
inverted commas (task
of Herculean proportions
now to clean
           soon mountains
of damage
to repair, oceans of discredit)

but
   all with fade, get forgotten,
our saving grace to
let
   it tarnish

some will take long years to
forget, forgive
     some of that false gold gone
in thirty seconds.

TOLCHOK

TOLCHOK

got clockworked by a plod
me and my droogs we did

next to Maine Road
for playing street football
alongside a football ground
(none of us
even a
City supporter)

and pushed around by
the law severely human right
violated
   and seriously affronted
aforementioned street
being empty
the thought
    did cross our minds of
doing him in
(burying that fat
navy blue body beneath
the Kippax Stand)

and all of us
at Manchester Uni
me for
me Ph D

working on Swift’s excoriating
satire
  most violent stuff
confined
to print

tolchock called down
on mostly everything

got
clockworked
but no orange

that
C-charged
most creative of
colours
Eden-juicy
most sustaining of fruits