Edinburgh on my own #ImissUguys
I threw all my poems into the bin When I was young, I’d studied the way of the human p… By Freud and Jung. I felt they would make me feel
Oh I waited for you once in a whi… Kicking my blue sandalled toes aga… Regardless of the scuff. You were busy. I was an accessory.
I don’t do drugs, I don’t do sex. I don’t like hugs, I don’t like pecs. I don’t do dunes or nudey beach.
Did you see? In her eyes, That sparkle? I think she knew you once, Or twice!
I’ll never be quite sure how you g… Still you are here. Inside. Moving me. I packed my trunk with memories of…
I don’t care, What you say. Your words mean nothing, Any more. You try to say,
You cannot live your life in fear! Each moment missed as looking here… You watch your step; diet; drinkin… Mind your manners; Ps and Qs. Wakeful worry of what might or mig…
How easily he cries, these days, With thoughts of you. He lies. These days,
High platform shoes, Seventies mullets, Tight perm hairdos, Fadgies like bullets. Fadgies that harden,
Christs day is here, You’re sitting alone. No presents or cards, The loved ones all gone, It’s the most wonderful time of th…
You know you do the things you do, And think I do not know. But what I see and feel inside, I will not ever show. So, carry on and cheat,
Before I could even speak or know… He told me what I should believe. He told me what I should achieve. He told me how proud he was of me. He told me when I was a disappoin…
Do I write my poems and prose and… Cowardly! Do I publish them and say, "this… How indulgent! Do I say nothing?
Oh how we laughed, Cried, Fought, Tried, To make sense of our lives shaped…
Live life like you are young; Whatever your age, whatever your s… Spend money like you have it. Drink fine wines. Eat good foods.
