Poem: A Nail-Bomb In Old Compton Street

A NAIL-BOMB IN 

OLD COMPTON STREET/ 

 OR HOW THEY CARRIED 

THE BAD NEWS FROM 

ALEPPO TO MY FRONT ROOM 

a wall of dead TV’s
await ignition,
stillborn with genocides,
behind retail store glass

then, to theft light-
fingered? lift smooth
from tempting lure of
crisp-new tabloid stash
hunched by cool dawn
just-delivered
newsagent grille?

but no, I walk on,
those laser-guided lies
will target me
later today
anyway


From my book
‘The Poet’s Deliberation On The State Of The Nation’
(Penniless Press)…
http://www.pennilesspress.co.uk/books/poetdeliberation.htm 

Also published in:
‘THE BLACK ROSE no.15’ (Feb 2003 – UK)
‘GARBAJ no.14’ (Aug 2003 – UK)
‘TALVIPAIVANSEISAUS no.7/LADDIE’ (Finland – March 2004)
and featured on website: ‘DEAD SNAKES’
(1 May 2015 – USA) http://deadsnakes.blogspot.co.uk