Month: May 2018

Homemade

Never over, never underdone The algorithms guarantee These biscuits Weightless in their helium balloon Embalmed for immortality Traversing myriad belts That blindly flick and fuss The only touch A gleaming anodised caress Where nothing rots nor rusts Beneath a blue fluorescent blaze Beneath a hairnet-hooded gaze A nameless batch Poked by latex digits Precision honed …