The Duel

The armchair looks like a good place To start the New Year. You look At all the scoundrels in business; the imposters,  The sexists, the thieves, the arsonists, And the heart robbers, and all you can do Is wonder where did all the goodness go. Sex sells, in any line of work, Drugs help you … Continue reading The Duel


The hour is nigh. The cuckoo jumps out From a wooden clock, and makes merry.  I too jump out of bed, hoping That this year, would be a little cuckoo, Madder than I ever imagine, Like that toy wound in the back, That goes speeding on The polished floor, or maybe a hummingbird Whose wing-speed … Continue reading 2018