a pack mule called regret
Its a poem about looking back at the path a relationship has taken from start to finish. All those things you could of do differently; hindsight is a terrible thing, it turns you into a fully laden pack mule.
(2014)
I’m writing this for all the ladie… and have gazed down at the scales… for all the girls who wish to emul… real men prefer a fuller figured w… I’ve watched my wife’s starvation…
two eyes peeled and on you all the… this bespoke majesty of hurried ga… sanctity comes at the cost of one… the periscope of nosiness comes an… a black two dimensional picture is…
Every sin I’ve ever committed Every bottom I’ve sank to Every darkness that I’ve bathed i… And every bottle downed, too Every person I’ve ever hurt
i see your face and I hear your wo… but you’re not like us its a disgu… a cloak that somehow i see through where others fall tripping on your… like weeds between flowers growing
you turn my thought inside out your ornaments of blue glass haunt… a whimsical dream that developed d… we were once a bonded soul, now an… your dead and gone, for time now
I met a girl and her name was a fl… that burned under my skin mixing f… and each time she came in my room she took me to pieces and put me b… and I don’t know where she is now
locked in the headlights of a cloc… the skydiver falls into a beckonin… alone he plummets, hurtles and spi… knowing full well the human condit… with a pull and a lift he soars ab…
You hover over the bones of a dead… You’ve eaten all the flesh and the… You pick them up and use them for… And ponder the culinary gift Your the queen of quarrels bar non…
a salacious yearn forms a tryst fr… a pool that flows the floor about… as you hang and drip dry your wagg… drooling a mouthful of relaxed poi… to then recede your gaze to a tabl…
honour my wishes, as I would yours until we meet again, shed no tears… remember love and laughter’s echo that’s my legacy, my love and hope… tread your memories and hold them…
to your cupboard and above this ta… where raw shapes made a satanic bl… two strangers conjoined in a labou… the iron and silk of monotony pret… you hitch your dress for a parade…
Silence comes like a gentle rain A drizzle that cools the heat of n… Silence comes like a soothing kiss That takes away the stress of toil Silence comes like dawns sunlight
this family unit this kith and kin I was born into though not allowed in has come to be
watch my tears swell the corners of my eyes run the red tinge from constant sheddi… in my eyes it leaves its tincture as the pain of life leas its harsh…
Wisdom is a gift bestowed to the f… When they realise that all around… And heads can’t be housed in the s… Their stupidity is seen like the m… They’ll kick and scream against th…