It's an early Spring so They celebrate by naming

a new constellation after Damir Dokic !

So what if it'll be obscure in four years they argue,

it's contemporary now! And just like Diomedes

he turns up at the press conference with a
brace of margaritas under his belt and it pisses

Them off no end. And how are we supposed

to reply? After all They're the ones running the joint

not me or my doubting cadre. It's like wasted

sweat in the sun and the smallest victory
if They even raise an eyebrow so I celebrate

by going to the Co-op for carob, oiling my weapons and
threading daisies through the handles of the wheelie bins,

hoping the garbage men will ignore our sins.