EGGS

2 fried eggs and a kebab

misspent, you said

it's supposed to be about new life

but all it made me realise

is how tired

and hungry I am

I could eat a horse right now

but these days, that could mean anything/

thinking about how to pass the time proactively

when, actually,

last night's activities have put a stop to that/

stacking cigarette butts in straight towers

wondering how a Wednesday afternoon could come to this/

spitting on cold pavements

like all the other well behaved ones

 

new life, you said

knife, fork and spoon

soon I'm supposed to feel better/

never a thought for the endless to do list it feels like sometimes

if life's really a bitch,

then i'll bite the bullet

I know it's not

but on a day like today I find it hard to persuade myself/

dazed and confused

choosing which activity to do first/

learning the alphabet all over again

when love comes to town,

I WON'T BE HERE

head and shoulders

and

hedgerows full of empty cans of white ace

tasting the indifference

like her blue rinse

hoping one day soon

you'll lose your skin/

wishing you understood how to shine on

when

shiny foil around brown spheres

far from lifting your mood

confuses you instead

 

2 fried eggs and a kebab

misspent, you said

it's supposed to be about new life

but

all it made me realise

is how tired

and hungry I am