At last - the book is out!

Thanks to everyone who has shown interest in the book since Arvon last year - it's now published via Red Squirrel Press and available online at www.redsquirrelpress.com for the measly sum of £6.99 plus postage. Not a huge print run so get one while you can! By way of a taster, here's the title poem...

The Assassination Museum

In Dallas you can lean through any window
that overlooks the plaza, pull a walking stick
into your shoulder, squeeze until the second breath,

and pick off lonely crypto-fantasists,
Templars and phrenologists, paparazzi on mopeds,
MI6 and monster hunters, ten-a-penny whistleblowers,

those who claim against all sense that they were there,
or know some covert thing we never could.
They gather there in gleeful swarms to sing

their fatal songs, their anthems for the paranoid.
Tune in soon to hear some more compelling truths
about the secret coup d'etat by ruthless neocons,

or find out how the shadows on the moon that lit the world
were cast by arc lights in a hidden shed in Idaho.
The King was never dead, and now impersonates himself.

OK, you got this far. You passed the test. I think we trust each other.
Now you need to know some things. I can’t say what, but rest assured
that when they come to light they will uncrash the car, unfire the gun.

If I should die in questionable circumstances, get this poem
to the poet laureate. She’ll know what to do.
They’re coming for me now. They’re at the door. It’s up to you.