escher poetry — [κ]

I threw my TV
around the millennium

events
like the soon–to–spew
football world cup
show me
right

with no goggle–box
I’ll avoid
its mosquito–bite–like
hype

however
the local Portuguese
and French across the border
celebrate wins
by careering around
nearby towns
honking horns

so I will still
unfortunately
sense the score

people will ask me
whom I support
I’ll pretend
I smoke naughty things
and say Wessex
who
so far as I know
haven’t won at Lords
for a long time