With The Fishes

Grief

Is like

An ocean

All vast,

And dark,

And deep

It ebbs

And flows

In waves

Through

The nights

And days

But never truly

Goes

To sleep

Just For Fun

Why don’t we

Just hit rewind

Go back to another

Place and time

Relive the day

That we first met

And when we didn’t

Hate each other yet

The Parish Notice

Whatever

You’re running

Away from

There is no

Salvation

Here

All you will find

Is what you left

Behind

Still comes through

Loud

And clear

A More Accurate Verse

What happened to

“I’ll make you happy baby,

Just wait and see”

It’s been more like

“Give me an inch baby,

And I’ll take fucking three”

The Sum Of All Parts

I know

That I was lucky

To get

The prettiest

Of heads

But I would’ve

Preferred

To have been

A nerd

And been born

With brains

Instead

Bitter Clarity

Searching

For the answers

Trying to make it

All make sense

But there’s no peace

Of mind

When all you

Can find

Is the lack

Of recompense

Don’t Come Crying To Me

I’m sorry

To have to say it

But I don’t think

About you

Anymore

And if that sounds

Unkind

I can, once again,

Outline

How it was you

Who closed

That door

Everything After

Life does go on,

You know

But you’re never

Really

The same

You just

Get good

At doing what

You should

So you can keep on

Playing

The game

Second Prize

I guess you were feeling lonely

Or particularly sad that day

As they are the only two reasons

You would look at me that way

Were We Ever Us?

Sometimes I wonder

Was it really true

Did you actually love me

As much as I loved you

Because now,

It seems,

Whenever I think back

I don’t remember the good

And can only see

The cracks

Xxx

Of Pensionable Age

If I was ten years younger

He said

Then I’d certainly be more bold

If you were ten years younger

She said

Then you’d still be way too old

Make It Make Sense

God knows

What I did

In a past life

Or who sewed

These seeds

I reap

As I can fall

In love

Easily enough

But never 

To fucking sleep

Oh, The Irony

Don’t fall for it

Smiled The Charmer

It’s always me

I am the drama

“Infamy, infamy, they’ve all got it in for me…”

– Kenneth Williams (as Julius Caesar)

To Be Clear

You don’t have

To see it

My way

There’s no need

For you

To agree

But I’ve thought

It over

And for the sake

Of closure

I’m pretty sure

That it wasn’t me

Thanks For That

What is the fucking point

She said

Now I’m knee deep in it?

Trying to put

My best foot forward

And wade through this sea of shit

Don’t ask me

He said

In The Trance Tent

Although

I had

A really

Good time

And never once

Felt on

My own

It seems

Despite

Dancing with

A sea of people

I’m still destined

To go home

Alone

Good Morning

Monday morning

Same old story

Trying to pretend

I’m hunky dory

If only weekends

Lasted longer

Maybe I’d start the week

Feeling stronger

But as it stands

I never feel refreshed

So how this week will go

Is anyone’s guess

After The Funeral

Walking home

In the rain

Knowing I’ll never

See you again

My heart hangs heavy

My eyes shut tight

Knowing there’s no way

That I’ll last the night

Post Gym Workout

Don’t think

I’ll let you

Just lie there

All backwards cap

And grey

Sweatpants

For we both

Know when

I count

To ten

You won’t stand

Even half

A chance

Gut Punch

Just as you

Start to think

You can cope

With anything

It comes along

To prove you wrong

And you’re left,

Reeling

Drained

I wouldn’t have

Invited you

If I didn’t want

You to come

Plus, I can’t go home

On my own

As my batteries

Are done

Fucking Humiliating

I am truly sorry

He said

I never meant

To break your heart

Maybe it would’ve been better

She said

To have been honest

From the start

Intentions

I’m not looking

For a relationship

I don’t want

To have sex

But we can walk

Just to talk

And maybe see

What happens next

Revenge

If only they

Could see us now

It would really

Boil their piss

The fact we’re friends

Having made amends

Really is

The coldest dish

Deep And Meaningless

I’m sorry

If I’m boring

And the conversation

Way too deep

It’s not that I like

Being awake

I’m just too scared

To go to sleep

Forever Changed

The day

They die

Isn’t the worst

It’s every day

That follows

With nothing left

You exist, bereft

As your heart

Hangs empty

And hollow

In Your Eyes

After

All the fighting

With your sorrys

Both said

And done

I can maybe take

You made a mistake

But it wasn’t

An honest one

Not Worth It

I wonder will you catch me

He said

If I should stumble and fall

I don’t even think I’d bother

She said

Putting my hand out at all

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