A lady called me tragic once.
"Like hamlet", she said and I winced.
My dad didn't have a brother,
I'm sure I don't fancy my mother,
My Elsinore is a messy bedroom,
Books, vinyls and computers.
Ophelia can die without me,
I prefer strong minded types.
And I don't want to die on the floor of a castle,
I'm not posh enough.
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They’ve Come To Witness The Beginning, The Rebirth Of Paradise Despoiled By Mankind.
Ask my feet, how much they longed for you. The endless running around & the throbbing soles.... Ask my back, how much it longed for you. The erratic hours of standing & the nibble moments of rest.....
So cry if you need to, but I can't stay to watch you. That's the wrong thing to do. Touch if you need to, but I can't stay to hold you. That's the wrong thing to do.
"This is a fragment of their song, if it can be like their song without their music.". JRR Tolkien. Frying pan, frying pan,. Stick it in the microwave,. Watch the microwave explode,.
How do we know.
Ouch. The late tommy cooper.
You speak those words, the ones that burn Deep in my mind, i long, i yearn To feel your love unequivocally Yet as time passes, this will never be.
Alex The Younger My fathers prose, My mothers pose. We would play so gently on the stair. Oh and mother is it fair. Do you care. Whilest they stare.
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