Also of Half Cocks, a book of 50 poems, each 50 words long:
Here’s one about Gawain and the Green Knight:
FOR CLOSURE SEEK the chapel of mischance,
moss-cushioned grotto of seasonal
restitution, where the sharpest blades
hang out. Self-harm approximates
that ritual whereby one wound
requites another; but without mercy,
which sometimes is worth sticking
your neck out for, and by the devil’s
luck emerging upright, nearly-scathed.
I also have a chapter in Manning’s forthcoming Neo4j In Action, a chapter in The Resistible Demise of Michael Jackson, and a couple of pages in True Detection (about the first series of the TV show True Detection).