Machiavelli Revisited


No one lives here any more, so how

Is it you found me

Slap-happily accosted by chores?


Yes, it's the Sabbath, and dare

I objurgate your

Sunday best's just too solemn


For my taste. Wise up. The young

Could do with a good rumble

Just ask that


Punk berating parrot how Homeric

Underpinnings took flight

The day I evened old scores.


But, why not

               Cut to the crux

                                Of the crime...


Ah! Mentoring is narcissism's

Elixir. Naturally

I'll give it spin


Only next time

Send me

A new born.