Monday 30 September 2013

Sweep Looting


Police battens
Hit the sign.

This protest ain’t no crime.

And I am losing out this time.

Riots, looting
Blind men, whooping.

There’s nothing else, we have worth losing.

Make me sweep the streets

I'm looting. 


Thursday 12 September 2013

The Poorest Irony


C.Vs letters, “I’ll call you” backs
I’ve walked too far down these tracks
It’s only me.

I’ll work for free.