by Jaz Dunnichen
3.33
In a red digital nailed night,
raw in booth and claw
it’s half way to the Devil, and
a third of an emergency call.
Omnia insomnia waits for
whatever damn Godot turns up.
4.44
At two thirds of the Devil of
a known unknown
and an unknown known,
Dimbleby has just said we’re out.
Ergo it must be true –
like lies damned lies and statistics.
9.99
‘Emergency which service?’
‘Full English Brexit please.’
‘Very funny mate –
that’s about as original as…
Britishness and tea
or the fear of the stranger.’