MEME DISCUSSIONS

theres dandruff on my black hoodie
and tomato soup on my lips
holes in my socks and my coffee is clap cold

None of this matters
Not when you dedicate yourself to something
It will mean not washing
It will mean no sleep
It will mean no friends and no sex

You could be that man in a pub wondering
Or trying now
You have to try and succeed
Not to even never try and never know
is failure

I don't have time
I dont have the energy for train travel
For endless hours of Netflix
For pointless chats about football
For inane discussions on Lord Of The Rings
For people who fucking read Harry Potter
For people who talk in Memes & Emojis! (Imagine)!

Instead I dedicate myself to this thing
6-8 hours a day
7 days a week
365 days a year

I will know if I have done well in about 3-4 years, let's see

virus

33%

my phones on 33%

there is a beating heart in my chest

freedom comes and then it goes

freedom comes and then it goes

days come and then they re-appear

exactly a week later

opinions are swallowed

shat out and regurgitated

swallowed again 15 years later

nothing original

nothing new  

Good At Life

None are good at life We crumble and fold A sandcastle in the rain Our schooling taught us nothing Our jobs are worthless The TV lies and we pay for it Money has no currency Likes and retweets are gold now Men not allowed to cry Feminisim has died Masculinty has died Self-Esteem has died We are not good at life An after thought As time passes by

Sadness

sadness permeates the air i breathe
it fills the gaps in the pavements

sadness is in the tears i cry
it fills the oceans

sadness is in the sky i see
it fills the clouds
makes them fluffy

sadness is in the creases of my best shirt
in the unused hole in my belt

sadness rings out every Thursday at 8
sadness plays out in every film i have seen

sadness is in the eyes of ex lovers
sadness is the salt
flavouring my life

sadness is not regret
sadness is the cure
sadness is the redemption

Release your pen

You sit in your room playing the dictionary game

Learning five new words a day

Didactic, inanimate, piffling, timorous

Differentiate

That frown you constantly carry around

cannot be explained in words

so don't try,

to give it a name

Your literature could not save you

sentences fail you

meaningless cut-outs from your favourite poets

from this century or that century

Keats, Shelley, Byron etc, etc

NOTHING EVER CHANGES

The loneliness is magnified
Solitude in doom
Alone in my room

Pain and regret spill out
Of everywhere

You have one another
I have the mirror
Self analysing yet again
Not liking what I see

I love you all
I'll send you virtual kisses
With a lump in my throat

Send me hugs in a letter
I'll cradle the paper
With a lump in my throat

Send me an e-mail
So I can see your name on a screen
It will mean everything to me

Send me rations of your love
snippets of your voice
I'll get by on scraps

Nothing ever changes
Non cambia nulla
Nada muda