two Boris’s don’t make a right
even to the Tory right.
the scapegoat is strapped
to the umbilical delight.
screaming he gleams into the night
reborn as the juggler whose jugular severs.
who now holds the total number of letters?
while those in the wings hold their nerve
from the utterly ridiculous to the completely absurd.



Clive Gresswell



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