Paul Robinson Poetry


The Countenance of the Fame-ished

Jostling on the first rung of the ladder
Clamour Distorts of Attention.
Jack Spriggins could have easily been mistaken
For one of these con sorts eyeing the vertical,
But it’s the former that stenches mostest, stretches uttermost,
Nail-plates greedy with mobility striating
The audience’s eyeballs gazing from the BoP Estate.

PRobinson

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Please note, my eyeballs are now duly striated. I love this one.

Comment by Caroline Hagood




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