Ain’t no drunk on junk
Ain’t no jerk going berzerk
Ain’t no fool being cool
Ain’t no dope living on hope
Tag: poetry
Queen Of Spades – 18th April 1986
You’re in her grip
Ready to face fire
You’re on top
Of your funeral pyre
The queen of spades
The black maria
29th Sept 2023 – My mum taught me how to play this card game and I taught my friends at school and in the village too. Though we renamed it Hunt The Cunt, because we were teenagers.
Complications – 15th April 1986
Life ain’t so easy
When you’re swimming against the tide
You can’t turn around
Or you’ll be taken for a ride
Complications
Cause frustrations
You can toe the line
Or turn to crime
I’m tired so I’ll turn around
Close my eyes and hope I’m not drowned
Memories – 10th April 1986
Fade now into the past
These memories will never last
Childhood reminiscences
Blunted my senses
Memories and recollections
My only protections
In my old age
And the wars I wage
Against senility
And young men’s infantry
Closed Circuit – 25th March 1986
Cameras in the corners
Follow you through the hall
Watch your every move
At my every call
Watch you when you sleep
Watch you when you eat
Watch you turn on
Watch you in complete
My perversion
Closed circuit TV
Watching you
Watching me
Face To Face – 19th March 1986
Face to face
From place to place
Man with two heads
Contradicted what he said
Face to face
Two-faced
Reality – 17th March 1986
Is it really real?
Is this how I feel?
Have I done it right?
Have I done it wrong?
Reality’s all right
If it doesn’t last long
My name is on their list
Does reality really exist?
Gave Up The Ghost – 16th March 1986
Ladies and gentlemen
Hold your glasses for a toast
For the man
Who gave up the ghost
Left it all behind
Looking for new things to find
Always wanted the most
He gave up the ghost
Horizons – 15th March 1986
Look beyond your means
Look into your dreams
Go in search of space
Broaden your horizons
Filth – 13th March 1986
Love is, love is
Love is, love is
Love me cos I’m dirt
Love me til you hurt
Love me til you bleed
Your filth is what I need
Love is, love is
Love is, love is
Love is barbed wire
Filth is my desire
2nd Sep 2024 – Submitted to Ragtag Daily Prompt – barbed wire