Cycle

Wrong side towards bright, feels right, in the UK not right, ring the bell to notify, ready to shift to not die, electric petrol pedal foot, this way and that, here there everywhere, predictably unpredictable, get from the start to the end, without ending.

Furry Teeth

I hear you cough, cough, far off, do you have a cold or the flu, far off, cough, cough, the bins you rip, far off, hungry are you, looking for a snack, a treat, below my window sil, my bin ripped, your cough, cough, not so far off, but then suddenly gone and the morning…