Wasted Monday…

Puffing the day away.

Songs out of tune.

Head in the clouds.

A high afternoon.

Dance around solo.

Skip to no beat.

Wasting the moment.

Smoking a treat.

 

 

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Grey days…

A long ago friend

who went right off the rail

made a few bad decisions

and wound up in jail.

Years have gone by

since we had any ties,

tonight the phone rang

with a delightful surprise.

Hes earned back his freedom

by serving his time

By far alot wiser

about dancing with crime.

I look forward to a visit

from my long ago mate,

We’ll reminisce on the old days

I can’t bloody wait.

 

 

 

 

Cuntstarbull patrol…

Twinkle twinkle like a star,

how I wonder what you are.

I see you shining through the night,

a sparkling drone in unmanned flight.

Twinkle twinkle sergeant droid

I hope I’m simply paranoid…

Road patrol…

Peer out through the curtains

watch up and down the street,

walk around on tip toes

‘cos everyone’s asleep.

Puff away quite cheerfully

nobody here to share,

spend hours at the window

stuck in a late-night stare.

 

 

 

Don’t mind my business…

 

I struggle some days.

My burdens are heavy,

and I struggle.

Some days I just want to be numb.

Who has the right to judge how I cope?

Jail bait…

 

If you lay down with dogs, you’ll wake up with fleas.

My lifestyle attracts lowlifes

like moths to a flame.

They hang around like bad smells,

waiting for a hit

eyes always looking for an earn.

The horse rides these people

they all have a price.

To associate with them

is to be a sitting duck.

Untied the knot…

Having a beer with my X-husband.

The father of my daughters.

Reminiscing.

Good times.  Bad times.

The knot we tied is far behind us.

The spark is long gone.

Friendship is delicate,

but as our creation beams up at us

with a smile, more precious than gold…

Our efforts double

determined to get along like houses on fire

for our beloved offspring.