Michael Wyndham



Harry's Firm



The shot glass hammers the bar -


Our court all-rises for Harry

to determine the list of in or out of favour


Billy ran but is considered a lad; a query

as to Harry’s health, now John tops the chart

of faces we are to banish


But Mickey is advancing hierarchy

he’s clowning & tickling his way to a seat


at the helm. He feels the squeeze

of Harry’s arm-swell pilfering flair

from the rank and file -


“Mickey, you’re just like I was at your age”




Michael Wyndham © 2008