Canned humans on delivery The golden age of Deliveroo and consorts Expendable and exploited in a shrinking dream Ferried across the river back to the tower dorms Hope is hiding under the altars of the new social media churches I shall indulge in my private double decker fantasy for now… Photo Hugh Ardoin The Night […]
Sunday days , the empty streets conjure Gods of all feather Kings, Queens , Presidents and Ministers have built high altars that look like catafalques To preach and summon the sheep to the gates of their slaughterhouses Some are more demanding and require the lamb to fight for the right to die All dressed-up to […]