angst cycle (iii) 
introduction
angst cycle (iii) 
bollox 
a novel of insanity 
(neither novel nor insanity) 
these poems are a conversation 
a guy (me, of course) talking to himself
 
they’re written 
at the moment 
of the moment 
on the moment 
nothing else
 
they’re a rawness 
that had to be expressed 
the insanity that’s sane 
supposédly
 
as such 
they work a treat 
but they’re nothing new 
not at all 
they’re old old old
 
as old 
as skeletons
 
a raw clatter 
uncorrected by reason 
a modicum of consideration 
awareness even
 
a skewer 
not a reality
 
the betrayer 
of her unintended promise 
please do not identify
 
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