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The Future
a week ago
a professor asked me
what i wanted to do with my life,
the quesiton caught me wrong-footed;
two decades ago
learning to walk,
a decade ago
learning my body,
5 years ago
discovering love,
3 years ago,
accepting my body
a month ago,
accepting who i am
and now?
thrust into the unknown,
an oblivion that teases me;
infinite doors t...
Tuesday 6th March 2018 11:13 pm
Responsibility
Responsibility
Responsibility is an evil friend,
It won’t let you walk away less you offend,
You stop and serve – your duty do,
For the benefit of those who would spit on you,
and for those you know in need,
and, for those who helped you indeed,
Responsibility is an evil friend,
It will destroy you in the end.
I’ve be...
Wednesday 18th January 2017 4:20 pm
Work Day
Pounding the phones
Hello? Is anyone home?
Trying to make that dollar
While all anyone can do is hollar
Please, shh! Hear me out!
There's no need to shout!
Listen for a minute
And I promise I'll be quick to finish
Can I interest you in a quote?
On your car, home, or boat?
No, its not a joke
Not your average bloke
Out to trick and deceive
I'm just trying to do...
Sunday 25th October 2015 2:33 am
Crime of Comfort
It's morning again
and
I'm trapped in.
Out of bed
but
into the same lie I roll.
I have no alibi
for
committing the sin
of deep-diving
into
this "cozy" 9-to-5.
"Take a ri...
Wednesday 3rd September 2014 9:58 pm
SOUTHERN SONG
SOUTHERN SONG
I’m one of the boys; I’m one of them who lives in my southern English town of Witches’ Elbow.
We just love it in our quaint little town by the sea, we chill out on the beach on the long summer nights, drinking warm beer and making love on the sand dunes knowing these moments will last forever.
I’m originally from the north and moved to Witches’ Elbow coz I ...
Monday 3rd October 2011 3:20 pm
STACKER DRIVER
STACKER DRIVER
Here I work at Park Cakes driving a forklift
for a living on a low paid wage.
I’m outside everyday, in the cold of winter
and the warmth of summer.
It can be an interesting job
meeting some decent blokes
but some can be such cunts.
With my mates Woz and Mark
we drive around with our pallets
to pay our bills.
When a pallet is...
Tuesday 27th September 2011 10:07 pm
Hero
Once-upon-a-time, a barman worshipped the Sun.
Worked nights so didn’t see much of it
but in his head he’d got stories of
the Fire God supreme,
Blaze Lord,
vanquishing monsters who'd eat out your dreams.
He called the Sun ‘Hero’,
believed it had six pairs of arms,
giant wings of flame
and the handsomest nose in the galaxy.
Made moons blush
and g...
Friday 17th December 2010 1:38 pm
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