Rubber ducky
His real name is Bert
Turned down
United
To wear the
City shirt
Ducky was a red
But now a blue
It’s only the
Supporters
Who stay loyal
And true.

The boy stood on the burning deck
Cowered in the terrible light
A warmth below he felt
Cos in his kecks
He'd  *****.

Nom de Guerre
Nom de plume
You and your mystery
Revealed
Not soon
Name the time
Name the place
Draw a line in the sand
Punch yourself in the face
Name your price
Name your shame
Name the things that you did
To cause all that pain
Name your kids
Name your dog
Name yourself
Yet again
As you sit in the fog.

The ancient Egyptian elites
Took an army o dolls to the west
Each had a role
To fulfill after the rest
And then life beyond
What was known
Each defined by a spell
The master never alone
Free to enjoy his boat o millions o years
While the Shabti labour
And absorb
All his cares.

I know I will never be free
Of my demons and dark moons.

Oddly there is relief, perhaps comfort,
When all of hope disappears.