Only halfway
Through your story
And you’re already
Beginning to bore me
Sometime later
When your story ends
I know for sure
We’ll just be friends
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
Only halfway
Through your story
And you’re already
Beginning to bore me
Sometime later
When your story ends
I know for sure
We’ll just be friends
You never
Made me happy
You never
Made me moan
In fact,
Your moves were crappy
So I’d just get there
On my own
Knowing
We’ll never
Meet again
Isn’t even
The worst
It’s more the fact
You never called back
That really
Fucking hurts
With his winning charm
And heart of valour
He led her home
Where he knew he’d have her
With her flowing hair
And knowing grin
She followed him home
Where she knew she’d win
I asked him once
Why he’d tried
Because you looked nice
He replied
To which I said
Well, I’m glad you did
As left to me
I’d’ve ran and hid
Here again
Home alone
Pacing, waiting
By the phone
Hoping to hear
That familiar tone
And to read our date
Has been postponed
You weren’t even worth
Making a mess
Of my shiny red lips
Or that brand new dress
You didn’t deserve
What was underneath
Or to hear me moan
Between the sheets
So now you know
Why I “got the hump”
As you’re home alone
Having fucked things up
And when they all ask
How my evening went
I’ll be sure to tell them
Of my utter torment
Please
excuse my
awkwardness
I know
I look like
quite the
amateur
I’m just
not sure
of the
etiquette,
yet
Let alone
all of the
vernacular
You may be surprised
To learn in fact
This one doesn’t refer
To a suicide pact
It is actually based
On my favourite date
When we took MDMA
And left the rest to fate
Eternity
Counting the days
Counting the hours
You bring the wine
I’ll bring the flowers
Counting the minutes
Counting the seconds
We’ll both take a pill
As eternity beckons
(Originally Posted 15.08.2019)
I guess that’s why folks use Bumble
Grindr, Tinder and Hinge
Virtually searching for a fumble
For digital bodies on which to binge
Blindfolded
They
say
there’s
someone
for
everyone
But
how
can
that
possibly
be?
I’m
surprised
anyone
can
find
anyone
Trapped
in
this
insanity
(Originally Posted 23.07.2020)
“You’d have so much to offer
If you could just proffer
A kindly look their way”
—
“My mouth may be broken
But I do have a shot gun
So I’m sure I’ll be ok”
Love
might
be in
the air
But
so is
COVID
19
We’re
living
in a
pandemic
You
prick
What
you’re
proposing
is obscene
I
know
that
I
agreed
to
this
But
now
I
am
quite
scared
What
if
I’m
late
to
meet
you
Or
my
ability
to
talk
is
impaired?
What
about
if
you
realise
When
you
look
at
me up
close
That
I
really
am
quite
old
and
tired
And
the
thought
of
kissing
me
is gross?
Don’t
bother
picking
flowers
They
will just
make me
sneeze
If you
really
want to
impress me
Just
bring
a wheel
of cheese
For an
‘expensive’
bottle
of wine
And a
little
bit of
Brie
Is
really
all it
takes
To get
into
bed
with me
I’m not
ready for
you to
love me
She
said
So let’s
just take
things
slow
There’s
so much
I can’t
forget
She
said
But I
need this
more than
you know
How’s
about
itJust
us
two?Fancy
a
walkVisit
the
zoo?Get
a
beerEat
some
food?Spend
the
nightBeing
terribly
rude?