new poems

Say Hi

See the gal there

She works in my old company

Does she see the small one?

Who no longer talks to me

I wonder if both are friends

She dials the health care account

That I did for a year or so

As does her boyfriend

They get off where I used to

Now I go passed there

Going to my new job

Away from you

Past the place you get off

Where they are now

I see the gal stand up

Perfect figure an hourglass

I bet she’s great in bed

Like you used to be

Those days over

One time I missed you

No longer as time moved on

Will you ever msg me to say Hi?

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Gun Bus

Stop the bus

Not for passengers to alight

No for a different reason

It has guns on it

And is a gun bus hehe

Gonna fill our enemies full of lead

Dakakaka go the guns!

Drop down dead go the enemies

Never to arise except in Hell

A great idea putting guns on a bus

Multiple machine guns with gunners

Each with hundreds of rounds

To spray here and there

Leaving a smell of gun smoke

And like rotting dead cats

That would be nice yes?

As war is for politicians

Same old shit different nation

Gun bus visiting you soon

Gonna get you and bring war

They’re a mad lot

Not exactly Vietnam or Iraq

It’s something else this thing

An old orange painted bus

With armour plate and guns

Plus those grizzled cold gunners

Each with many kills

They know their game

Beware the gun bus!

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Partings Tidal

We both decide to go our own ways

He turns left and she turns right

See you that’s it then

Off they both go

In the next steps

Of their lives

Where to next?

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