Living My Own Death
I can tell you exactly when it happened. I was sat on one of those plastiky leatherette chairs. You know the ones, they have them in all hospitals, they’re easy to wipe clean if someone has a little accident. I had my hand clasped about my wife’s fingers and though I knew I was squeezing them too hard she didn’t complain.
She, the doctor that is, or should I say consultant? Anyway, she lent in towards us and said, “I’m sorry, the cancer has spread…..
i died
the black grey storm clouds lifted from my eyes
and i knew every moment
was perfect
i lay
and a whispered movement of air caressed my dead skin
with a reflective hint
of realisation
i heard
the intoxicating warmth of existence in the absence
of my future want
of breath
i saw
the id of creation within the eternity of my son’s eyes
as he mourned
my passing
i touched
my lover with the corpse cold hand of my regret
recognising her beauty
and mine
i found
the treasures i had strived for and knew them for nought
empty and stagnant
as was i
i died
yet in my death never could be more alive
my resurrection was
too soon
.….I heard the soft sound of my wife sobbing beside me.
Fat Pig
In the bottom of my handbag
lies a receipt
for a bar of chocolate.
I bought it with guilt,
I ate it alone,
It tasted of sweet emptiness.
Batman & Robin
Batman said to Robin, “Does my bum look big in this?”
“No, the tights look fine,” said Robin,
“But I have to tell you this,
That lycra top you’re wearing,
Enhances you man tits.”
“I’ll wrap my cape around me,”
Batman told his mate,
“I have to wear my lycra top,
Coz my leotard’s in a state,
My floral blouse clashes with my mask
And my boob tube is too tight,
So I’ll hide my tits inside my cloak,
I think it’ll look alright.”
“Whatever you want,” said Robin,
“Just decide and make it quick,
The bat signal is shining out,
And bat girl just called in sick.”
“I’m doing my best,” replied Batman
“Will you pass me my lippy please?
I can’t go out not looking my best
Now where did I put the keys?”
So whilst Batman and Robin searched high and low
For the Batmobile keys they’d mislaid
The Joker took over Gotham
And that’s the end of this tale I’m afraid.
Please Forgive My Stutter
The the this is the day
The doors break on through
The clash white riot
INXS I send a message
Kiss unholy
Beastie boys sabotage
U2 I will follow
The cure just like heaven
Earth, wind & fire be ever wonderful
The who I can explain