Monday, 22 February 2021
Kenny Three
I live life by drops,
no poem or big sea,
the blue light holds,
your words only serrate,
my lousy needs,
my gormless games,
latticed with coughs,
just a wheeze,
no one knows whose top,
in someone else’s’ name,
bound by greed,
but you'll find a way,
to show who’s boss,
everyone else squeezed,
like a kitchen cloth,
golden moments can't delay,
my fight to please,
the need to get away,
give it all to love,
you wouldn't believe,
I cared a jot,
but you’re not me
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