This Coastal Town

I love living here

Next to the sea

On my cosy little croft

But the seagull noise

When I’m trying to sleep?

That can fuck right off

Communal Living

Just shut up

You stupid cunts

It is nearly quarter to four

Just go home

To bitch and moan

And stop banging on the floor!

The Storm

The
window
shields
me from
the rain

As the
wind
outside
howls
my name

I know
I can’t
come back
here again

As
nothing
ever stays
the same

Xxx

Tick Tock

There’s
nothing more
likely to
piss me off

Than the
metronomic
sound of a
clock

For the
counting
of time as
quantifiable

Mocks me
in a way
that is
undeniable

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