Abandon the failures,
Imperfections are unacceptable:
Loved ones were perfect in shape and spirit
(in imperfect, idealised memories).

Flawed not flawless,
These bespoke folk:
They are and are not that rotting loved one.

'Failed clone'
Society's latest stigma.

'Orphaned clones'
The lowest class.

"The rash keeps coming back!
They've given me a cream,
But it keeps coming back"
Public symptoms announcements:
It never ceases to amaze me
The willingness to declare illness.

Love's expressions hide deep within my mind.
I lack a link from mind to mouth,
Dumbstruck whenever I am lovestruck.
My Cupid is mute and wears a Dunce's cap,
His hands quiver and his arrows blunt.
Despite this, I long to steady myself,
To sharpen my wit,
To hear my own voice tell of my love.
But this is too much, too soon
So I took to ink and paper to put words to feelings.
The pen hovered, frigid, not wishing to kiss the paper
But muscle was mightier than the sword
And with touch achieved, my love bled onto the page.
Finally, expressions of love were conceived.
Overcome, I tore out the page,
Read and read again
And vowed to read aloud my words.
However, it was not to be,
Shame, being my Nemesis,
Struck me dumb once more
And guided my hand to an old shoe box
In which I deposited this bill of love.

The petrol flowed into its stomach.
Me, its feeder and its keeper,
The taxed and the fined,
The disqualified and the uninsured.
The gullible, puppy-eyed fool
Who bought a machine
To make him look cool.

Cars are real jerks.

Five men on stools:
Men of the hour seeking power.
Silly fools.
Bickering and sniggering,
Blowing their own trumpets,
Apart from He who blows a Trumpette
And cares not what he says,
And whose fans care not what he says
As he stumbles into power
And feels the hand of Churchill upon his crotch.

You ripped the door off:
The electro-magnetic attachment
Was no match for your frustration,
Which goes to show,
You cannot guard against
A young man's anguish
Manifested as rage,
A judged and stigmatised rage,
Born of poor attachment:
An open door that was never closed.