Spy Wednesday
This Spy Wednesday
Judas wears a three-piece suit
cut like post-Tin Machine Bowie
and curates her socials:
shares a poster for a gig,
a time-lapse of her signing,
some positive quotes;
but says nothing to antagonize
The Guardian. After all,
she has work to promote,
and it took so much
to get them on-side.
No sense in risking that now.
There’s no profit
in broadcasting virtue.
In posting a pink and blue flag.
Solidarity lived in the old world.
They don’t give out prizes for that.
Play this right and she might win the Orwell:
Why risk that by rocking the boat?
So she chases two Nexium with Chivas Regal
and worries the knot at her throat.
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