Truth isn't sold
in the press or on-line
it can't be invented
or altered to suit.
...
'First the pulley. With these window-washers haul
themselves up to the tip-top or drop'.
'Yes', she said, with minimal interest. 'Next'.
...
I wish I were young again
with lotteries to win
when it was always Spring
and I could smell the exhaust
...
It wasn't that he didn't have
clear feelings on the score
but just before the vote, he rose,
turned, left, and quietly shutting the door
...
This morning
on the train
a mouth so
troublingly wide
...
Then the phone rings- 'no data':
into the grinning barracuda over the range
tessled onto plaster from bits of glass
and given me by Jorge, my exile friend,
...
Tokyo toyota
mitsubishi kyoto
teriyake sake.
...