hacked  my facebook have a fucking

whinge ducks & motorised men foot

paths cast glances totally past washboard

triplet solos mid-range merlot & pav


stole your likes & dislikes ate banana bread with

a bpissed security door + tradies in bakers’ dozens

older blokes shy-smiling into the middle distance a

dubbed rhythm underscores maccas clunking bass


pwned your details spread wide adulterers

are rife in england too all tech-savvy 85%

of intercourse-related heart attacks means nothing

means a cello tuner’s tatt & beer breath


don’t be such a cunt wake up to

yourself it’s your attitude