~
the hosepipe gestapo ( opatseg epipesoh eht )
…
ten fucking years here
in this prison /
re-eductation camp
for watering geraniums
in the death of day
with a stocking on me noggin
as the black bats flapped
& the full moon waned
curtain twitchers stirred
aroused by sprinkled sounds
probably retired
bloody covid wardens
them with nought within
& decking on their back lawn
where grass gleamed
faded since like england’s
coddled hills & farmland
so come dawn
a banged down door
& the hosepipe gestapo
whacked us in the van
sentenced without trial
silly bollocks really
so we have to smile
…
resarf poetry 