angst cycle (iii)
introduction
angst cycle (iii)
bollox
a novel of insanity
(neither novel nor insanity)
these poems are a conversation
a guy (me, of course) talking to himself
they’re written
at the moment
of the moment
on the moment
nothing else
they’re a rawness
that had to be expressed
the insanity that’s sane
supposédly
as such
they work a treat
but they’re nothing new
not at all
they’re old old old
as old
as skeletons
a raw clatter
uncorrected by reason
a modicum of consideration
awareness even
a skewer
not a reality
the betrayer
of her unintended promise
please do not identify
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