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If Yemen was Westeros
we’d all grieve for Kit Harrington’s clean-shaven face,
and comment threads on yahoo would stretch from Winterfell to the Brexit-lands.
Theresa May would sell wildfire to be unleashed on a place that does not exist,
on children that do not exist, on a mother fanning fish-smoke to deter plump flies.
I cried at Kit Harrington’s uglier face –
when Gillette slayed him on a sponsored ad,
the best a man can get is mach-twelve with yet another blade to give the closest shave yet.
Another close shave was a house in mythical Yemen where wildfire missed an evil school,
it landed on a tree that Romans once picked olives from on their way to kill Visigoths.