Editing Is No Bad Thing

I only did this style

A handful of times

And reading back

I see why

As it seems

My particular

Stream of consciousness

Reveals nothing

But utter shite


Sick Of It All

I feel
so small
my skin
crawls
with the
itch of a
thousand
years
eyes
bawl
from the
pain
while
all the
time you
laugh
from
behind
the wall
ready to
hurl
your
next
curveball
my way

(Originally Posted 15.11.2019)

There’s No Other Way

What’s the point

In dressing it up

And trying to be all poetic

Telling the truth

However uncouth

Will forever be my aesthetic


Blunt

I
wish
you
were
here
with
me

But
instead
I’m
all
alone

If
only
you
would
write
a letter

Or
call
me on
the
phone

It
would be
wonderful
to FaceTime

Or
if
you
texted
me
instead

But
I know
you
won’t
do any
of these

You
can’t

Because
you’re
dead

(Originally Posted 08.10.2020)

Twisted

I actually quite like this one

It makes me laugh each time I read it

Though I do wonder, sometimes,

If there’s enough in my rhymes

For other people to see it


Romeo & Juliet (Alternative Version)

When
you think
about it,
he said,
true love
never dies.

Oh great
she said,
here we go,
another
hapless
fuckwit
to despise.

(Originally Posted 02.10.2019)

Did You Spot It?

I pride myself on my titles

They’re often better than the rhyme

And this one here,

I have to say,

Is a particular favorite of mine


… – – – …

I
NEED
YOU
MORE
THAN
EVER
BEFORE

I
SIMPLY
CANNOT
DO
THIS
ANY
MORE

(Originally Posted 31.08.2019)

Prototype

This could well be the inception

Of all those he said/she said pieces

And due to its reception

They’re now part of my ongoing thesis


The Deep

Do you think
we’ll make it
out alive,
she said,
hoping for
the truth.

I’m sure that
we’ll be fine,
he said,
with the
naivety
of youth.

(Originally Posted 08.07.2019)

Regraded

I think I was once preoccupied

With being considered a ‘proper poet’

But I’ve since come to realise

That my style doesn’t trivialise

Life or how I choose to show it


Bottom Of The Class

I
scroll
through
your words

And
realise
mine don’t
compare

For
you all
write so
beautifully

Whereas
I splurge
without
a care

(Originally Posted 14.06.2020)

One Trick Pony

Can’t you change things up

He said

All you do is bitch and whine

I honestly would if I could

She said

As I bore myself half the time


Myself

Why can’t I trust myself,
like I trusted you?

Why can’t I protect myself,
like I protected you?

Why can’t I love myself,
like I loved you?

Why?

(Originally Posted 19.05.2019)

Love In The 90’s

No one could wear

A band t-shirt like you

With your longer hair

And grey cardigan too

With your smile so shy

And Doc Marten boots

It was no wonder why

We were in cahoots

Well, You Asked…

Even
though
I find
your
writing
talent
genuinely
quite
considerable

Reading
your
words
over and
over again
really
does just
make me
miserable

A Tad Uncouth

I could
never
write as
fancily

As
many
others
here do

I just don’t
have the
talent,
frankly

For much
more
than a
fuck you

Afternoons

Once again
it’s that
time of day

Do I get
out of bed
or stay

Here all
afternoon
and wonder

Why our
hearts were
torn asunder

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