Space Invaders Poem by Clive Culverhouse
Space Invaders
parrying street space invaders
with restive vinegar smiles
their incessant bip bip bip
countering my spilling step
us, at opposite ends
past coffee shops
past drug stores, calling
to each other in the rain
... gargoyle heads
... busy bullets
... grotesque faces
... level boss
and soon gum concrete
turns to gentle ambient wood
back where I left you
barking
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8/28/2026 12:44:35 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
I put this poem on PoetrySoup, here's a comment 'WOW, Clive! ! Obscurely entertaining! '