memoirs of a poet

Pulling out teeth accepting  

All sorts of small beginnings  

End in a history of emerging  

Detachment quick to find  

Cures walking to the suburbs, 

Lecture theatres of war faring between 

Crossroads of knowledge yet to be parentally 

Pushed by a local politician yielding 

Practices of virtue sitting in bodily fear of 

Fortune, 

Gathering up the shipwreck of lasting  

Shame, 

Sleeps away your final hours burnt 

Under the sun admiring  

Formulaic confessions disguised as  

Little chunks of doubt catalysing  

Our very existence ritualised 

Almost out of habit we map  

Horrors of bad writing  

Each other out of the now that we live in.