Poetry

Another Revolting Peasant

Don’t look the homeless man in the eye Hold your chin up as you walk by Just another revolting peasant Trying to get some free pay They’ve all got jobs and houses anyway Foodbank collectors, scrounging again Why should you pay for society’s drains? Just another revolting peasant Trying to get a free meal Don’t […]

Poetry

At the Beetle Supper

  At the Beetle Supper My ankles itch. Crack! The black shells pop like champagne corks at every table. Feeling sick, I look for cover. There’s none. Something shattered flops with six legs waving. I ask for an alternative. The waiter tells me, “No, the country’s free but this is all you get”. “Don’t argue”, […]

Poetry

Rat

  Rat When it came into our cellar, the rat brought fear with it, fear that lingers even though the rat itself is long dead, poisoned by the blue pellets that we fed to it. Like the burglar that came the year before, we thought we might have glimpsed it once or twice in the […]

Poetry

The King Is Mad

The King Is Mad The king is mad. The queen bears his children like a malady. It would be a simple solution, were she to eat them before they grow into their own madness. She does not. She lets them scamper about, small birds that twitter and fret in every corner of the palace. The […]

Poetry

Rejecting Soma

    And so we find ourselves now, living through these dying days of drip-fed Soma And incremental soft dogma A shiny self-promotional world in which oppression Finds its manifestation Behind manifold masks and expert skin-grafts And the grim oppressor dons the cloak of freedom Whilst secretly shoring up the already- mighty fortified walls And […]

Poetry

Death of a Vampire

  For far too long we have lived under the rule of the Parasite. For too long the Parasite has dictated to us who we are and what we are capable of. For too long the Parasite has ruled over a mental wasteland of his own creating. And in order to make us subservient to […]

Poetry

Liberty

And now, as we all anticipated The Eton/Oxford frat-boys Pass through the historic heraldic gates And line up to be ennobled by the figure-headed head of state -She’ll raise the blade As they bow their brylcreemed heads For services rendered Rendered, surrendered, put out to tender Tenderised and privatised A job well done, stealthily accomplished […]