The Hammer

There was a plan
doing the rounds
to destroy my love
and us –

I was the worst
of the plotters
and now that scheme
is crushed –

I pissed on
fizzing fuses
and broke the glass
to press

the alarm
and her breathing –
so crushing
her sweet neck

A Clown Lives

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A smiling clown
lives under my shed,
that beastly thing
your kids now dread:

His beery breath
is much more rank
than that stink
off your aged Gramp;

this clown’s teeth
are as equally rough
as those in a tramp’s
gap-filled mouth:

This prankster sleeps
in daylight’s peace,
he dreams of flesh,
to eat with chips.