Vague by Paul Harrison

is not the word
but close enough
and vaguely disturbed
i am
vaguely lost
in the hum of the air-con
class war on tv
there in the corner
vaguely dehydrated too
but correcting that
and vague
could be the word
but it's not enough
vaguely uneasy
vague tremors in hand
leaning and swinging
into the past
or maybe tomorrow
like the vaguest
of feelings
you can't describe

Mea Culpa by Paul Harrison

sweet Jesus
just so you know
it was me who
killed Cock Robin
and Bambi's mother too
it was me who
shot the sheriff
got high with
the Manson crew
it was me who
butchered my neighbors
it was me who
guarded the gates
it was me who
toasted the generals
mocking the disappeared
it was me who
raped thru Fallujah
ran fear with the Tonton Macoute
just so you know sweet Jesus
it was me
down
merciless centuries
who mocked
and murdered you