Been around for 50 years - some people never learn...
I cherish the time we spend apart. The breathing space without you. Moments when I examine my heart. For signs of stress or scar tissue. I love it when you're nowhere near me.
Molar agony Not fair not fair not fair not Please just take it away.
The things that you do. The stupid things you say. They don't touch me. They might have done before. But not today. They don't touch me. Don't touch me. just don't touch me. I could plan revenge.
And here I sit In my own little corner of wrong You say I can't be a fool I've got to be strong When did you make all the rules.
Now this is it.
If I was an optician. For my personal amusement. I would put a big cartoon face on the eye test machine. Or huge Dame Edna Everage specs. Or the face of a fly. It would keep me entertained.
Nearly asleep. The radio blah blah blahs on. It's on timer. I won't get to the end of the show. The cat. Hot and purry. A curl of fur between me and her. My love. Twitches in sleep.
I'm on the train home After what they call A city break. A man with the look Of a disappointed headmaster And his wife, an angry owl Chastise their stressed daughter For reasons unknown.
Grim grizzly drizzle rinses the colour from the world All grey and wet and wearisome Wipers whine over grimy glass Tires the eyes to try to look outside But at least I'll be home soon..
Dead heads pushing through the crust. When you look into the pie, the pie looks into you. Tiny teeth in spiteful rows. When you look into the pie, the pie looks into you.
There are dogs in the bathroom Dogs in the hall Dogs in the living room And on the garden wall They watch me all day And they watch me all night I can't leave the kitchen Cos the dogs might bite..