it’s time to take stock
and get myself together
and get milk.. and bread..
map the universe
calculate every outcome
never live a day
it knows everything
knows where you’re vulnerable
knows all your secrets
fear creeps up my spine
the sense of being followed
from each dark corner
so that’s the story
have i told you this before?
i lose track sometimes
twitching a twitcher
the birds subscribe to the feed
nature’s ‘like’ button
mosquito bitten
sun-burnt and dehydrated
we trudge through the swamp
i’m in a sitcom
i’m swimming in the harbour
my limbs lose function
business is business
the flies are dropping like flies
but boys will be boys
my gun misfires
scorch-marks lash across my hands
i hear rabbits laugh
i can keep cleaning
but the mould will always win
it will outlive me
my lab up in flames
attacked by a giant wasp
mondays! am i right?
i wont sleep tonight
all i can think of is you
outside the street screams