shall begin with everyone sleeping in…
only when man and woman
have slept in unexpectedly
shall they truly experience
a momentary glimpse of life
outside of
Spectacular Society
O Lament!
The Petty Squabbles of Neighbours Rights!
The Fiasco of Private Parking in Busy Streets!
The Council’s Premission for building extensions!
The Taxation of Absolute Resources!
O Sing to the possibility!
The Garden Lawns of Absolute Community
The Garden Furniture of Parochial Civility
The Pure Governance of Garages and Sheds!
The Hedge and sheers natural reality!
After all this
considered…
we shall meet
on the Barricades
after brushing
our teeth hurriedly…
as the local police officer
reminds you
‘Wrong era, Sir…
must have been a simulation…
nostalgia form a old film…
memories of something better…
of something not yet seen…
it happens to all of us…’
