the poet of mediocrity
for the mediocre age
using mediocre language
to vent my mediocre rage

I’ll plagiarise and sanitise
anything good that comes to hand
I’ll be
a bootleg Byron
a paper thin Plath
a Heaney hologram

I’ll take endless selfies
highlighting my golden pen
I’ll sit crane-like
but just right
to hide my paunch
and then….

I’ll declare war

in mediocrity
an expert I will be
sit on sofas
strictly dance in loafers
ice-skate with gophers
a rhyming book
open on my knee

from the east to the west
I’ll be on all the shows
divide opinion
boost the ratings
punching Piers on the nose

whilst in a hand cart
the world goes to hell
fanned by
climate change
brexit bitterness
all my complicity
as well

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