(2012)
I’ll write some drunken poetry, It may not even rhyme. It doesn’t rhyme. It’s not even poetry. You soft lad!
Stallions charging, Foaming white, Breaking on the beach. They rise, Raise their heads,
When I get my postal vote I’ll sc… Ponder over which way to go, weigh… I just can’t trust Clegg the betr… Of calm and cuddles and logic and… That when we voted for liberal dem…
If I had wit and words to write my love for you. I would not construct a poem whose rhyme and rhythm would pulse the beat of steady heart. For I do not possess the skill and wordsmith...
Nobody loves you. They say that they love you. Love you. Love you. But you can’t hear!
Sing If you’re glad to be Gay. Sing If you’re happy that way! Hey! Sing If you’re glad to be Gay. Sing If you’re happy that way!
Where are you going? Eyes of blue. With your car crash of a life. Displayed for all the world to see… Bloated face and gut.
I only have a moment before my hea… Wishing I could linger here, Shrug off the sweet repose of slee… Which is coming, And the darkness fills my head.
How can I describe you in a song? Portray the beauty I see before m… Sing of your lions mane, your spar… And of the way you move me. Will you love me in the morning?
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,
Do I write my poems and prose and… Cowardly! Do I publish them and say, "this… How indulgent! Do I say nothing?
Eyes of blue, I saw them in a pho… Look at me I’m the one who sired… Walk on by. Walk on by. Baby face, like looking in a mirro…
The bond that was broken cannot be… whilst you wax bitter in your shel… But I can see more to this love a… Let our love live again. Let our love live again.
I am not long for this place, I am short, Of patience, Of temper with fools, Of money,
Today I invested some time. In, The space between the spaces. Pushing through gaps thinner than… A particle here,