At my foot screaming bloody
A giant omphalic head
”move” it seems to say ”move”
Between painting my boot with spittle
But alas, not today, funny head. I kick
The head and watch it roll
Onto the black rock of main road,
It is passed around by the traffic
For a short while, then bored,
An early 90s Sky Blue
Vauxhall Estate crushes
The head like a watermelon
The front wheel is covered in saliva
”U move” I jeer
