09 January 2017


Displaying that acumen on the back bench 
won’t raise the bar - we’re here in the lime- 
light already, or’ve I misread something th’ 
introduction indiscreetly mentioned - tho’ it 
hardly matters and the evidence is there’s 
contumaciously carved conspiracy lodged 
in woodwork we’d admired moments ago, 
a legacy, they said, we’d learn to live with 

Having that hanging over your head won’t 
be the only jeopardy, its in an endowment 
where you prove you’re whom they trust t’ 
deliver their telling blow - the one of being 
thrust into cognoscenti of notoriety: who’d 
admire you now won’t know its the end 
© 7 September 2016, I. D. Carswell