“But I’m A Pacifist…”

I don’t even know

Why I write this shit

I don’t even like guns

Not one bit


If Only…

“Is that a gun in your pocket,

Or are you just pleased to see me?”

Bang.

(Originally Posted 17.02.2020)

En Garde

I don’t often achieve perfection

But I think this is pretty much it

A healthy dose

Of what I feel the most

With just a little rapier-like wit


The Queen Bee

Oh, I’ll point many a finger

In order to right these wrongs

But for her I’ll reserve

The most passion and verve

And the sharpest of razor like tongues

(Originally Posted 26.01.2021)

Gruesome

I’m a little surprised

I wrote this

As it’s quite lyrical

For me

That is, of course,

If you ignore

The creepy imagery


How Long Has It Been Now?

From this cold embittered heart

I just cannot be prised apart

Like a leech feasting on a wound

Oh, is there any hope for me

From the past to be set free

And to love again become more attuned?

🖤

(Originally Posted 17.01.2021)

The Age Old Question

Does the milk go in

First or last

And does it

Really matter

It tastes the same anyway

At the end of the day

But for me,

It’s always the latter


‘Two Lumps Please’

To
help me
through
this
misery

Perhaps
I’ll
make
a drink

That
is what
they
say,
isn’t it?

A cup
of tea
solves
everything?

(Originally Posted 11.01.2020)

Viewpoint

All these years

I’ve been writing

Calling you each

And every name

But perhaps I’ve been mean

Because it’s actually been

My attempt

To shift the blame


Who Gives A Shit

Have
I done

The
wrong
thing
again?

I
suppose
only
time

Will
tell

Until
then
I’ll try

To keep
myself
sane

While
I prepare

To
burn
in hell

(Originally Posted 04.01.2020)

Back From The Dead #3

As I lie here lamenting
My own demise
Please enjoy
This Halloween reprise
🎃


Body Snatchers

Far more terrifying

Than any soul left behind

Are the ghouls

Who camp out permanently

In the corners of my mind

(Originally Posted 31.10.2021)

Back From The Dead #2

As I lie here lamenting
My own demise
Please enjoy
This Halloween reprise
🎃


The Scottish Lair

Six
feet
under

All dark
and
gloomy

When
a small
voice
whispers

‘Welcome roomie…’

(Originally Posted 31.10.2020)

Back From The Dead #1

As I lie here lamenting
My own demise
Please enjoy
This Halloween reprise
🎃


Portent

There is no reprieve

For those who venture outside

As on All Hallows’ Eve

There’s nowhere to hide

(Originally Posted 31.10.2019)

Both Grinning And Bearing It

Yet I didn’t slip away

Quietly

I remained

And caused a fuss

I got my head down

And stuck around

To tell the story

Of us


‘Slip Away, Quietly’

All
happiness
is fleeting

All
sadness
is depleting

I am
no longer
competing

As from
sanity
I am
retreating

(Originally Posted 14.08.2019)

It’s Getting Boring Now

Jesus.

I even depress myself sometimes,

So fuck knows how you feel.


Wallowing

I
could
lie
here
and
fade
away

I’m
neither
here
nor
there

Not
that
I expect
you
would
notice

Or
even
that
you’d
care

(Originally Posted 06.08.2020)

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)

Random #130

‘You ruined everything good
Always said you were misunderstood
Made all my moments your own
Just fucking leave me alone’

Random #129

“in this land
some of us fuck more than
we die
but most of us die
better than we
fuck,
and we die
piece by piece too…”

– Charles Bukowski

Thoughts #14

You are just

As fucked up as me

In fact

You’re actually

Much worse

For you think

You can

Bypass the plan

Whereas I just accept

The curse

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