The nature
Of all
Your jotting
And where it gets
Revealed
Seems like
A chocolate orange
Left on
Chrimbo Eve.

You don't have to go home
But you can't stay here
Do your talking
While you walking
Drink thy beer
Be gone
Beyond my sight
And my ear.

If the wind
Follows your heels
Is it moving you round?
Or does it find you
Irresistible?
Prepared
To wander
The ground.

When you
Trapped in triangle
The default
Is to panic
The chance to escape
Down to
Terrible angles
Bounce sharp
And hard
Off of
Acute dense sides
Then sink
As pulp
As gravity
Revives.

I bought a Labrador puppy
And he grew disloyal
There's limits!
He seemed to growl
Sided with my enemies
Stymied my plans
And so
It seemed his distain
Grew stronger by the hour
He's plotted with the pigeons
Connived with the crows
They form a pincer movement
And close in
Is this the end
Do you suppose?

Bad gateway
Bad gateway
Bad
Bad
Bad
Bad gateway
Bad gateway
Bad gateway
For you.

The drawing in of Michael
The rubbing out of Sunny
The emptiness of Fredo
Three brothers
On the money.