Month: November 1987
Johnny Looked Sad – 8th November 1987
Johnny looked really sad
Looked like he’d killed his dad
Stood outside in the rain
His face etched with the pain
No one said a single word
Least not that anyone heard
Hands in pockets he trudged away
He’s been like that since yesterday
19th Oct 2021 – I have such a clear image in my mind of the photograph that inspired this poem but cannot find it online anywhere. Perhaps I’m misremembering or making it a combination of other images. These will give you an idea at least:
Paranoia – 6th November 1987
Paranoia in the foyer
I said I’m sorry
I said I’m sorry
Please forgive me
No – don’t touch me
Paranoia – said my doctor to my lawyer
Is killing me
And filling me
With dead dread
In my red head
I see it
Neighbours – 4th November 1987
If you’re bored just call next door
Well you know, that’s what neighbours are for
Welcome in with open arms
Possessing the sweetest charms
Welcome in with open ears
They just wanna hear the tears
Welcome in with open eyes
To gossip their fuckin’ lies
Welcome to the danger zone
Neighbourhood watch – you’re on your own
Deluxe – 3rd November 1987
I got a Velux in my ceiling
The idea seemed appealing
Letting all that sunshine in
But keeping out the frozen wind
But now I lay awake at night
Because of the bright moonlight
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