Jennifer Cooke

Honda’s Right Hand Works Hard

sibilance for mascu-doric
shoulder blades dehiscing
over Threadneedle Street
the machines that make
dancing are stilled red
one journo in / one out
tick tick thrice-crossed by
anti-trade union ligature
tearing enough cerumen
from the kitchen DAB
greasing his column inch
remote in one-way windows
diamonds snagging skin
fall downstream this May
while pea soup is eternal
smeared sideways to seal
flies to the cheap metal pan