Question & Answer 3 – Tom Jenks

Question 3






– Aaron Kent

Answer 3

I always was a pessimist, like all true country singers,
lonesome in the boneyard with my meal deal for two.

My dreams are sound tracked by pedal steel,
sadder than the crumbs on crispy pancakes.

What does the moon mean, gold above the pines,
the coyotes calling from the industrial estate?

There is a hole in my bottle and the minerals leak out.
There is not enough mocha in this world for a man like me.

– Tom Jenks


Question & Answer 2 – Tom Jenks

Question 2

I lay white lines
on steep slopes
and Prynne words
in deep influence.

My enemies are
closer than my family
and for that
I am grateful.

How close do you
keep your blood ones?
The thicker than
covenant water ones.

Recycling is two by
two and plastics in
plastic boxes
to recycle plastic.

It’s all so futile.

– Aaron Kent

Answer 2

Blood is thicker than water, but thinner than ketchup.

A true philosopher can assert only that one side of the bread is white.

There is no beauty without decay, just as there is no rockery without rocks.

Recycling is like re-incarnation, but without the scented candles.

Noah’s ark didn’t have any contents insurance or a triangle in the snooker room.

My family call me Frankie Teardrop, but that’s not what’s on my monument.

– Tom Jenks

Question & Answer 1 – Tom Jenks

Question 1

There were ley-lines
arching from where we stood
to where we were

– from birth to a
quicker deterioration of
cocaine – have you

pierced the ego of
your enemy and found
yourself in the waste? –

I knew ways to avoid that
deviated septum, to nod at stories
set in Liverpool – how to

kill boredom killing
reality – snorting
yourself to an early grave

– Aaron Kent

Answer 1

the ley line passes over the Mersey
between blue and black recycling bins
the druids in their silver shoes
deep in confidential waste
the tall one works in Quality Save
the middle one is a snookerer
but the little one he is the wise one
you know it by his ceramic gong
he fix your bendy nose with magick
and give you advice with a sugared waffle:

“keep your friends close
but your enemies in Costa”

– Tom Jenks