You think yourself
Some fucking big shot
But really,
Is that all you’ve got?
‘Cause if what you’re giving
Is truly your best
Then you’re no bigger
Than all the rest
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
You think yourself
Some fucking big shot
But really,
Is that all you’ve got?
‘Cause if what you’re giving
Is truly your best
Then you’re no bigger
Than all the rest
It’s all too easy
To fall in love
With the brilliance
Of your music
Yet for such a charming,
Handsome man
It seems you were
A bit of a prick
Now you’ve upped
And left me
Breaking my heart
Again
I wish you nothing
But cruelty,
Emotional torture
And pain
You say
That I intrigue you
As I’m pale
And interesting
Yet what I see
Is the reality
And that ain’t worth
A thing
As I sit here
And nurse
My beer
Full of sorrow
And regret
I realise
I’ve never
Loved anyone
As much as
The man
I’ve never met
If only there was a button
That, when pressed, whisked you away
And you found yourself at the beginning
Of a different time and day
Then I would press that button
And I would grab your hand
And let that portal transport us
Both to the promised land
(Inspired by a writing prompt offered by Michael at https://afterwards.blog)
With those beautiful eyes
And winning smile
It should be no surprise
We’ll be here a while
Fuelled by wine
And impure thoughts
I smiled as nature
Took her course
I guess you’re all there
Outside together
Enjoying the food
And this change in weather
Swapping your stories
Of the week’s events
As you wait for the last
Course to commence
Well don’t mind me
As I sit here and smoke
Hoping for the day
When you all choke
And die
A face you wouldn’t tire
Of thumping
With such a countenance
You’ve been cursed
But such a thing
Would be unbecoming
So instead
I’ll use my words
Pulling No Punches
Come for me again
My friend
And events will turn apace
Your head will spin
As that shit eating grin
Is wiped right off your face
(Originally Posted 18.01.2021)
I guess I’ve always felt
That little bit better
When I’m in amongst
Those words and letters
Safe in my own
Little fantasy world
Where my peace and quiet
Is undisturbed
The Window Seat
There’s
people,
people,
everywhere
Dashing
around
without
a care
Or,
at least,
that’s how
it looks
When I
glance up
from behind
my books
(Originally Posted 08.01.2020)
If only I actually was
This little minx that I portray
I’d get my coat and hat
And without looking back
Go have myself a field day
Fuck Buddies
I
won’t
always
be
here,
you
know
For
when
you
feel
the
need
to
ask
Not
while
there
are
more
dicks
to
blow
And
other
glows
in
which
to
bask
(Originally Posted 15.09.2020)
When
they
came
to take
me away
They
asked if
I had
anything
to say
And so
it was
the truth
I uttered
That you
never
knew
which
side
Your
bread
was
buttered
Lighting The Touchpaper (Part Three)
So
they
put
the
fire
out,
did
they?
All
blaring
sirens
and
flashes
Well
don’t
mind
me
As I
stand
here
with
glee
And
piss
upon
your
ashes
(Originally Posted 31.08.2019)
Lighting The Touchpaper (Part Two)
Now I
finally
know
the
truth
There
is no
turning
back
So
enjoy
the
burn
Motherfucker
Until
your
lips
turn
black
(Originally Posted 31.08.2019)
Lighting The Touchpaper (Part One)
Did
you
ever
love
me
Or
was
this
just
a joke?
I
need
to know
the
truth,
you see
Before
your
house
goes
up in
smoke
(Originally Posted 31.08.2020)
If only this one
Was the truth bar none
And I had such a steadfast allure
But in reality
This could never be me
As I am all too easily ignored
Push And Pull
Love me
or
loathe me
You’ll
never
escape me
So why
would
you even
try
Kiss me
or
kill me
You will
always
want me
So there’s
no point
in saying
goodbye
(Originally Posted 06.07.2019)
Yet the fantasy
That promises so much
Rarely delivers
In the end
IPA
Beer
Bridging the great divide
between dreams and reality
Since 1993
(Originally Posted 26.04.2019)
Come once more
Into the darkness
Where we fellow heathens dwell
We’ll speak of our ills
And contemplate our thrills
As we cast out our spell
End Credits
Is that
it now
She
said
Can we
go back?
As I want
nothing more
Than to fade
to black
(Originally Posted 26.04.2020)
We meet again
And my heart soars
But only in my dreams
Then my heart breaks
All over again
To find all is not as it seems
Real love isn’t all poetry
With hearts and fancy flowers
Sometimes it’s just about making do
And putting in the hours
I hear her calling my name,
Luring me to the murky depths.
Her song, beckons me.
Her promise, tantalises me.
I am compelled to listen.
I am urged to respond.
But she is all the way out at sea,
And I never learned to swim.
(Originally Posted 23.04.2019)
Should
we
accidentally
meet
On that
busy,
bustling
street
Would
the birds
above us
tweet
As our
hearts
skip a
beat?
Or would I just blether on a whole heap of shite because I’m clinically depressed and unable to formulate a meaningful conversation with anyone of the opposite sex since my partner died so you just give up trying to listen and walk away thinking who the fuck was that lunatic and happily go about the rest of your life whilst I retreat back to my house wondering why the fuck I even bothered going out in the first fucking place?
Was it you
That was
The one
For me
But a future
Between us
I just
Could not see
I suppose
That now
None of that
Even matters
For you’ve
Moved on
While I’m left
In tatters
There’s
nothing
more
disheartening
That
brings
such
misery
and
strife
To
find
I’m
much
more
captivating
On
the
page
Than
in
real
life
Are
we
here
now
She
said
Away
from
all
that
shit?
I’m
not
sure
He
said
Let’s
make
a run
for it
You
lusted
over
the
fantasy
But got
lumbered
with
me
instead
Poor
you
Is
it
real
What
you
see?
Or
is it
just
Your
version
of me?
You
ethereal
soulsLeave
nothing
but holesIn the
hearts of
heathensLike
me
I wandered lonely as a cloud
Screaming the words fuck you out loud
As, like the night, she walked in beauty
I wished someone would just come along and shoot me
As I, in the wood, took the road less travelled
I sat and cried as my mind unravelled
And as we talked between the rooms
I closed my eyes and succumbed to the fumes
I should
have been
more careful
with what
I wished forBecause
I never
wanted it
to end like
this at all
In a perfect world,
There is someone for everyone.
You meet each other.
You fall in love.
And you stay together,
Forever.
Ours, however, is a cruel world.
There is someone for everyone,
But you might never meet them.
You might never fall in love.
And you might not stay together,
Forever.
Because they might die,
Before you do.
Then, you’re fucked.