Be gone! I am alone!: A poem 

I am alone. None of your legerdemain jokes. 

I am not convinced by a jovial illegitimacy 

running down like shower water over my back 

So, I say to myself: I am refreshed. No! I kick that stuff! 

Like a bucket of soap and bubble! Unenthused by  

the raft of your offerings. I am silently polemicking  

and turning down; turning away from you all!  

I am alone. I walk the streets not knowing their name 

And not caring. Should you broker my compliance; 

I’ll just snap and break, the goalposts of your hockey 

field. Just walk away into the imaginary litigation 

that I deal you with; I am not going to hand you your litmus 

of blue and red. You are all abrogated to alienation 

from me. I am alone. No more of your backbench catcalls, 

waiting for me to gift you with reciprocity. I have no birthdays 

to want your gifts. And every Christmas and New Year, I toss 

your false lowdown into the tip. I am just alone. I am just me.  

Be gone!