Friday, 26 November 2010

#73: Broken Soul Shards: The Agony Of Living Without Death

So Satan's first collection
wasn't well-received as he'd hoped.
Associates grinned tautly
at the launch, looking a little like
their smiles were stapled on

(which in several cases
was literally true)
while Satan tried to win them back
with 'a funny one',
apologising between poems,

licking his crimson thumb
as he flicked through for one
'I can't seem to find now,
ha ha, there's so many, ha ha,'

wishing he'd used colour-coded post-its
like he'd seen Roger McGough do.

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