NOT IN RIO

Some sport of pain deselected Labour,
some guy with a clipboard has come from the basement.

NOT PLAYING NOT PLAYING NOT PLAYING MY PART
YOU’VE BROKEN YOU’VE BROKEN YOU’VE BROKEN MY ART

He has no glee on the go for the masses;
points to rich Evans, to set my new task.

NOT PLAYING NOT PLAYING NOT PLAYING MY PART
YOU’VE BROKEN YOU’VE BROKEN YOU’VE BROKEN MY ART

Would he be happy on the end of this buck?
The mistress with choices says “What, not today?”

This makes my lateness as close as it is.
10 times more gentle, the default is crap.

NOT PLAYING NOT PLAYING NOT PLAYING MY PART
YOU’VE BROKEN YOU’VE BROKEN YOU’VE BROKEN MY ART

Panties composed of hair I remove.
A thousand units say Hi to Obama.

Upon my soul in junction my mistress
sees my work is against the basis

NOT PLAYING NOT PLAYING NOT PLAYING MY PART
YOU’VE BROKEN YOU’VE BROKEN YOU’VE BROKEN MY ART

But these sweet talks do refresh my latest
business, the most when I do it

Ira Lightman makes public art in the North East of England, and lately Willenhall and Southampton. He devises visual poetry forms and then asks local communities to supply words that will bring them alive. He is a regular on BBC Radio 3′s The Verb. His latest book is Duetcetera (Shearsman, 2008) and another volume is forthcoming from Red Squirrel later this year.