Fighting Cocks

they are trying to break you

you are like a plastic bag blowing in the wind

until I get caught on you, you big barbed wire fence. Together we are urban pollution

you pollute me with your magic. Where did you learn such devilment?

I am a gigantic dark vessel, those who embark will not regret

I heed your warning. I take note of both size and colour. There are Jurassic park-esque tremors in my gallery. Is that you, travelling?

I travel through concrete like a worm, like the popular film tremors. I’m never far from the action.

All teenage French girls have good quality cameras to record their blossoming sexuality. It will in fact document their deflowering.

As you spread the young French girls legs you should bellow “Agincourt” at their soon to be taken flower!

It is not I who will work the foliage. It is thou! Worm devourer, I hold them as sacrifice for your bored worming revelation