In a world where secrets
Cohabit with a gilded thinking chair
Digital twins. Animals and saints.
Drinking each other’s water
Until too many of us lead
To there being nothing left
05/04/2025poems/zero-sum
Zero sum


In a world where secrets
Cohabit with a gilded thinking chair
Digital twins. Animals and saints.
Drinking each other’s water
Until too many of us lead
To there being nothing left

There’s fog for 20 metres from here From here to screen To midwinter For the chill to draw out this splinter If I could, I would. See? I’m restless But in a wrestle Can’t follow the weather Can’t stay in the metre

Choose your fighter carefully Or you’ll be a well-honed knife That’s in search of fear It was a path You laid out For yourself Well, I’m too old to lose a breast As I fight for respect In the name of a straighter shot