There are people reading these
looking for themselves – desist
your trawl & clicks – this poetry
seeps fictions & contradictions
& half-truths – this country is in
enough of a post-certain mess –
Crawling through auld lines are
eyes looking at lies & responses
to pompous plots in streams – a
reader is best to leave me alone
in irregular posting – not for you
a replay of what I’ve seen on TV