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Don’t
Think
Don’t
Care
Don’t
Want to
No need
Don’t
Have to
Don’t
Dare
No need
No
Difference
To me
What Year
Month
Day
Hour
So why
Do I
Have to
Wait a
Minute
Or two?
For
Breakfast
Lunch
And
A fucking
Cup of
Tea
Nearly
Nothing
I need
A bed
In
A room
Under
A roof
And a
Page
Ripped
From my
Bible
Rolled
With my
Old Virginia
Licked
Sealed
And
Gently
Smoked
This is really good in content, and the 'scroll-roll' presentation is brilliant, whether 'biblical', or mocking a cigarette roll-up, or both. Your content is always very interesting. I do think 'NEARLY nothing' is a huge point of honesty, even in a rant-type work like this; the writer is still clearly anchored in reality, that nasty unpoetical word. But it makes the whole poem more relate-able to the reader, more universal.
So, IMO, the title is superb, pointing directly to your main point. I enjoy your work very much.
You have definitely found a niche with this kind of delivery Lynn. There is a real lyrical quality to this one in particular.
Fab
Lynn Hamilton
Thu 19th Nov 2015 22:31
Thank you Mr P LG for reading and commenting
We all have strong values that are surprisingly weakened by the idea of a cup of tea and a cigarette lol
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Lynn Hamilton
Sat 21st Nov 2015 18:39
Thanks for all your comments on this one. Much appreciated. xxx