A selection of poems are archived on my fictionaut page  here.
A radio interview on Poetiscpape/rare Bird radio with Rich Ferguson is  here
Other poems published online can be sampled  here.

Rock star guitar smash set to no music whatsoever
 
I resisted the urge to show the bar tender Andy Kaufman´s face
on my cheese plate for fear he´d cut me off. The wine was too good
for him to cut me off. Beethoven was in the accompanying bread basket
but if you turned it 180 degrees, it was any one of ZZ Top in 1985.
The bar tender was too busy being all Italian-angry with his colleague,
beating on himself to show the wrong-doer how Italian he could get.
Think token target in a Bud Spencer movie who will inevitably be on the
receiving end of a chair. Think Fawlty Towers in a sexy language. Think
rock star guitar smash set to no music whatsoever.
Perhaps in his co-worker´s face, my Italian rock star saw an opportunity.
Maybe he saw the face of the vulnerable in Catholic wrapping paper.
It´s too often the same: turn it 180 degrees and watch how we sit back, take
the blows we´re being dealt; no questions asked as we all see what we
want to see, they take whatever they want to take.