A Sucker For A Drummer

I cannot deny

That there are times

When I imagine the singer in the sack

But mostly the guy

Who really catches my eye

Is the one with the sticks at the back

‘Outlandos d’Amour’

As my
soul
swoons
to his
song

And my
toes
tap to
his
tunes

I
remember
the
romantic
revelry

Of
those
academic
afternoons

(Originally Posted 22.09.2020)

Preoccupation

I sit and wonder

If the weather today

Will be any less shit

Than before

Oh, who am I kidding

The clouds are forbidding

So it’s obvious

What’s in store

Something happened this morning

When I sat up in my bed

I found that instead of yawning

I actually smiled instead

This
silence
is unnerving

It’s
putting me
on edge

I find
it quite
concerning

Is
everybody
dead?