Nicolas Spicer

No Thing Is

entering the sway

not sure what to think
but it's all very modern

romance       chargrilled
rare on a bed of lettuce

if it was right to serve

on the point of appetite
find a quiet time to call

the trouble in the world
over fighting to come

enough days in the week
end needing another

to the beauty of       against

with a bare left shoulder
glamorising cigarettes

the wine the music

broken electric piano
pieces       for a while

the mind body problem

reasonably silent
at so little distance

change places again

wanted it simple

simplicity is
this complex business

as the world's baroque

what gets left to realise
on a hiding to good

quittance won't be given
a dialogue option a

provident mutual
kiss       meaning fuck you