The fret’s returned
soon the windows
will need
to be cleaned again
to wash off
all the limescale
and bird shit
We’ve ended up
flicking from channel
to channel
the Third Reich’s
home movies
and a programme
about some thespian
on the hunt
for a brand new cock
On one channel
a strumpet
with her right hand
pleasures a gaoler
while the inmates giggle
to themselves
the harlot sighs
with resigned desperation
a mild excitement
overcomes me
I feel
the free floating guilt
think of the explosions
In Beirut
protests in Belarus
I remain limp
soon it will be
another episode
of Celebrity Gogglebox

Image CreditDainis Graveris

Mark Anthony Pearce lives and works as a Receptionist in Bristol, South West England. He is an author of three books of Poetry, ‘Perforated By Sirens’ (With Danny D. Ford) (December 2020, Analog Submission Press), ‘Wheelchair Tony’ (March 2021, Between Shadows Press) & ‘A Smile As Sad As Sunday’ (October 2021, Between Shadows Press). His poetry has been published in University of Essex Poetry Journal, BS Poetry Magazine and online, Inefável, Coronaverses, Winamop, Horror Sleaze Trash, Duane’s PoeTree, Piker Press, Albany Poets, Ten Million Flies, Open Arts Forum, Cacti Fur, Cephalo Press & Punk Noir Magazine. Mark’s writing has also featured in ‘Anne Bean: Self Etc’ (Autumn 2018, Live Art Development Agency and Intellect Books) & ‘haikus, nearkus, fauxkus, fuckyous’ (July 2021, Between Shadows Press)