Phallic Sky

Phallic Sky

Plane flies miles high above us

Energy pushes it into manoeuvres

Nothing stationery about it

I see it turn, roll and zoom about

Stunning display of aerial prowess

I wish I was a pilot and flew like that

Not working in a stuffy boring job

The two percent get to fly in a jet

How they are the best of the best

Expensively trained Air Force pilots

Show boating in their F-18 fighter

Knowing they will soon be in trouble

Yes, they drew a huge airborne penis!

Family Rules

Family Rules

I always needed something to rebel against

From my school peers who I fucking hated

To my overly dominant mother who was the boss

And the neighbours who were stuffy pricks

The controlling school rules I loathed so much

I was always had to rebel against something

It was me against the world and still is?

What amazes me is I made it thru

Physically in one piece but inside...

There was a little bit of chop along the way

But I escaped the crap of life

That ensnared many of my fellow teens

Was this because certain family rules ruled me?

solitary bag

Solitary Bag

Down below where the plastic lives

Out of sight and out of mind

Seven miles down down down

On the sea bed in the Marianas Trench

A special type of plastic bag

That likes to hide from us humans

Tho we invented it a while ago

The plastic bag is fine here

Floating in the current

Where no light ever reaches

And the pressures will crush you

If the cold doesn't kill you first

In this dark world devoid of us

With a plastic bag relaxing there

Quite happy to be here

Not being thrown away or recycled

King of the block or the Trench

This bag is the boss here

With no rival to threaten his realm

The Marianas Trench which it owns

You need to ask the plastic bag

Permission to visit here

Or it'll take offence

And think you want to remove it

To clean up the environment

The only rubbish at the deepest spot

That our planet possesses

Ruled by a solitary carrier bag...