Grey

When did we grow grey

and allow ash to settle

between our bones.

Greybeards and fine lines,

self blame and rumination,

mature too early.

We who are left here;

Delight in each tomorrow.

Grow old and live once.

Abduction

When you are fatter,
you are harder to abduct:
Too heavy to lift.

The Frustrated Parent Haiku

"Let it go! Let it-"
Oh shut the fuck up, Elsa.
Turn this bullshit off.

Uninspired Poetry 14

Dearest Hayfever,
One does find it hard to breath.
Kindly do fuck off.

Uninspired Poetry 13

"Fire!

It's dangerous

and it can spread quickly!"

Said Mr St John Ambulance.

He's dead.

Uninspired poetry 12

Bright lights - white lights flash

as conversed clad feet appear.

The crowd roar and dance.

Uninspired Poetry 11

Electricity.

We're connected always by

the red string of fate.