Control

   There is no roomfor doubt in your lizard’s skin around & round &around you spin a spider’s web of hopethat year by year grows heavy dustof shredded tear. There is no roomfor doubt, with lock. & key your bars you keep a tarnished ray ofteenage dream. You hold your worldso tight: its calloused up your mind, you ratifya break out clause, that sleeps. There is no roomfor doubt, each year & day you rip awaythe martyr’s cry, your baby’s sighthat wedding day, you multiplied by three:now shadow’s fade on spider’s nestof rotted prey, (that’s me!) There is no room for doubtbut destiny is shouting in your ear:& now it’s time to listen.  Listen to poem here