Eight: Picking Brains (poetry series)

    Picking Brains [sowing paranoia]   Why are you here? The silence extends. Though silence, in interview via teletype is contempt, confusion, thoughtfulness Thoughts of…what’s it mean, why really am I? How do I work this thing, is it some kind of setup Equipment breakdown, line traffic, any of those What is your name? […]

Dark Humour: Twelfth Battle Stations

    The Folly Battle Stations         Dark Humour   But, if I may, the chap…who calls himself Peters (He notes Llewellyn find in this no subtle Hunnish wit. Peters in manner terribly Hansel, a-dropping of his breadcrumbs… Another glance…no. The new man has been guilty of imitating Peters at his club. […]

The Day You Were Born (poem)

    The Day You Were Born   Cock an ear, your master’s voice, drip or pebble Distracting drumbeat, or is it heads-up Heads-up, Dodge Ball You can be the smart one, saw this coming When the world was blind You can find yourself at the center of a bridge A rope bridge, working itself […]

Eight: Abnormalizing (poetry series)

    Abnormalizing   Should Dr. Comus mount to the podium Begged before he dies, of a valediction, lightning-bolted by the gaze When freed as angels his victims anneal him And words break out, in patterns of revealing His ilk, his false-named friends, a younger colleague A theoretician, but a go-getter, they turn them out […]

Crumbs Enough (poem)

    Crumbs Enough   Do the things we did become forensic Difficult to reminisce on Small attentions No one else recalls our birthplace Growing up for us dispersal Early burial   Make me a paper doll Make me sorry to have been naïve Make me want to see again Make me sketch her clothes […]

Petal and Perfume (poem)

    Petal and Perfume   At their tables, they waited She had made them see, by knotted strings That flared white, and danced, and left their Interweavings on the eye’s lens Against the contrast of brown limbs A bower of surpassing craft Decked in petal and perfume All that was prelude The trespasser spoke […]

Eight: Lines Attached (poetry series)

    Lines Attached (Shifting Goalposts)   Bulletin: All leaves are cancelled Spring clamped tighter in a chamber locked For the next release ASAP The initiative going forward hews to Lines attached can safely pull it down A limited set of data, determined by newer measurements taken in recent months   Bulletin: Everyone is to […]

A Failure of Intelligence: Eleventh Battle Stations

    The Folly Battle Stations         A Failure of Intelligence   You’re new We have gone wrong in this affair, and it is not entirely a fault of inexperience, however it does appear you’ve tipped into error. I should like to call attention to this failing An operative must cultivate his […]

Older in Their Wisdom: Eleventh German Spy

    The Folly The German Spy     Older in Their Wisdom   Hearing, Falco would have said, or if insightful, so might say, a million other Falcos… Would have said, he means to say, it’s odd…more than you’d think. More odd, good sirs, more altogether. Yes, point of fact, done and said, there […]

Eight: Oh, You Did That? (poetry series)

    Oh, You Did That? (Denigrate All Achievements)   Feathering yourself as a useful magpie Quick and quicker your knack to apply that eye Does a trained birdbrain need a pat on the head Flies know a trick too Everything carrion to them banquet once to you And it is the spoilment we speak […]