World

I worry about me

I wonder about my empathy

I don’t feel your pain

(like, apparently, I should)

Shared History

We all revise history in our own favour

So, with your revision for you

And my revision for me

We should probably

Come to the truth.

What Happened To The Love… BB King

If you are going to walk all over my heart, baby,

the least you can do is take off your shoes.

How can you hate me so much,

when we were once hopelessly in love?

The Man At The Next Café Table

It’s such a shame

We speak different languages

We miss small niceties,

Sitting at two tables alone.

His lovely turn of phrase, with a wink

Italian, I think.

He said something nice,

I am sure,

But I will never really know.

His smile, his gentle eyes,

Gave it away, in kind.

His grey hair, with a wave,

His pasta and wine,

His bow-tie divine.

His olive skin with lines.

My shrug,

His look resigned.

Euthanasia

If you can’t get yourself

Into the city, you have always known

Treat yourself to lunch,

Like you always have

And get yourself home again,

On your own

Let’s face it,

It is time to die.

Broken Heart

Peanut butter fills the cracks

Of a broken heart,

On your really bad days

Cheesecake can be used as glue.

Wet Kiss

Never kiss a man in a canoe

Nothing good can come of it for you

Over shoot, and you’ll easily get wet.

Let go of his fishing rod. Smoke a cigarette