Chained-up bikes, and low-cut tops,
flashy Nikes, too many cops;
cap and gowns, the lost and founds,
beggars with their scruffy hounds. … More Oxford


The Dodo

In truth, we’re like dodos, just here for a while
just borrowing somebody’s land.
Nobody owns all the oil or the gold,
any more than they own all the sand … More The Dodo