Would a clock tame those felines eyes
that ran through life like a ice breaker with
a dose of affection after one minute past eight
penning the stalker of roof rattus ship rattus house rattus
striking wet matches under brown paper family treaty’s
often referring to top hat’s within pre rolled bean
settlement In the post to smoke whilst peering
over blue fences social climbers gracefully accepting.
who knew which residents remained Hidden
on streets in this domain named place
refusing to speak out publicly about of lies
after Living through a turning of the worldwide
having Survived being switched on last century
As We mixed down and out at dubbed speed yearning
for Beach mats under the raining popped ballons.
With metal trap at hand