Art’s Beginning

’BEVEL out stone’s jagged edge’-thought which perhaps
BEGAT art’s momentum, smoothing sharpness from the hunt to other use.
BRAIN stitching connections beyond subsistence:
EARTH a stage, a mirror, a canvas, a manifold of signs.

Sleeper

AGENT in place, sembling normal life, chameleon morphed to background,
SNAKY intentions slumbering, no sly arguments about good and evil,
FRILLs of markets instead, keeping up with the Joneses on gadgets and cars.
BLEAT on, those fools around him. Agent waits and hides grim smile.

Funk

’The
LARGE skunk drunk on the lawn under the
SLANTED tree trunk
STUNK!’ ‘Well, you junk-head hunk of a
NINNY, what would you expect? Has your punk brain shrunk?’