Poet Authority Poem Terminal

Malcolm read the newspaper
He clipped out the words
Rearranged them into something more agreeable

Spoonsman slapped his favourite movie soundtrack into the cassette player
He absolutely blasted '(I’ve Had) The Time of My Life' into the neighbour's wall
Medley rattled the walls as ancient cobwebs dislodged from the nightmarish crevices of his room
Spoonsman was eager for the complaints to arrive
He made sandwiches and put on his finest dressing gown
His chap betrayed him
He was anticipating some human interaction

John was sick of the constant Zoomings
Meetings seemed to be growing on trees and the family quiz nights were an absolute disaster
He took a brick to his webcam and ordered five hundred sets of pyjamas

Colbert was squeezing his member under the door and encouraging Vivian to touch it
Vivian stamped firmly on his chap and demanded he reel it back in
Colbert waddled back to his bed while Vivian ran her nurse boots under some soapy water
She was enjoying the minutiae of it all

Hannibal sat grinning in his gazebo.
He'd ordered it off the internet after becoming tired of his family.
It was decorated with a deckchair and two soap filled bowls.
Hannibal sloshed his hands deep into the bowls and leaned back in his deckchair.
He felt invincible.

As I lie in a puddle of filth.
Fear lowers itself upon silken string.
The bold sailor looks on with a smile.
Friend of the mermaid he stands beside.
They offer no aid as I struggle with fear.
Trapped naked with no means of riposte.
Condemned to a life in the liquid clink.