18 September 2012
The music was downward spiralling upwards with a cool beat Youthful expressionism in love and defeat Summer illusions in September's heat Chasing down forgotten memories in sleep
Gators snap and snarl until they've been fed Feed the apatite that drives them wild in bed A cold shower washes the sins from your head Of where you've been and what's been said
Monday morning coffee lunch blues People watching strangers sat beside you More coffee sir with 3 sugars not 2 My weekend sins in pubs and clubs with pills and thrills flashback with awkward views
I stagger my way from left to right as the world of sinners rush past A momentary rest at wall props me up but it don't last A firm touch on skin but I don't fully understand what I'm asked More awkwardness as that forever confused expressionless moment won't pass
Muttered words with spit warn to leave me alone One leg gives way as I duck forwards into the unknown Mouthful of concrete and morning dog piss aroma enters my nose Here in the right now sure feels like my bed at home
A large beast helps me to my toes with a muffled sound Unsure why this happens to me as I avoid the pavement cracks in the ground Cursing as I'm confident that they caused me to trip over and fall down Then comes the unavoidable option to sit in bird faeces on that park bench I could have eventually found
I don't know why I do this but I have no options To test others perception and morality of a drunkard druggie with concussion Starts out fun for a while until you piss and vomit and spin in confusion People are so fickle and self absorbent is my conclusion
Please remind me next time I'm no scientist That my findings are irrational and only one sided Nobody will profit apart from the landlords and brewers While I suffer in silence smelling like a sewers
ExperiMENTAL in suffering just to warn today's kids If you go out early and rush with nerves to get pissed You may well wake up and end up just like this Take your time, enjoy some wine and seal it with a kiss Know your limits and stop when you border your anger from happiness
ExperiMENTAL • Opuss № I