He wrote for a second
A line about me
And then changed his mind
The ***** little coward
Sat up cosy in my tree
I glared from my window
At the pen in his hand
I’m just another scandal
To sell a filthy rag
Not an ounce of truth in it
The swine just wants to lie
Then out he goes
Hurts his leg in the fall
I pick up his pad
And eat the page
Before I push him over the wall
The swine just wants to lie

Shrubs grow wild along the empty tarmac
Lizards scurry through endless grass
Headlights shine over the cracked concrete
As the juggernauts fly down
Their horns bellowing like bagpipes
Drivers with corroded souls
And broken down hearts
Through divorces and estranged children
Listening to country and rock
Whilst drinking coffee from big cups
Going past Tony’s Diner
Lit up like a Christmas tree
Gasoline pumps rattling in the breeze
The trucks litter the carpark
Like milk cartons upright in a fridge
Inside the waitress pours the jug
Into large plain mugs
Then places plates down
With pancakes and jam
She smiles a sweet pleasant smile
And returns to behind the counter
Through the window the grizzly biker
All yellow fingered and wiry haired
Watch’s a couple hand in hand
Kissing between giggles
Thumbing down vehicles
Hoping the drivers to be sane
On their way to stardom
Billboards flash breakfast cereal adverts
And the latest movie trailers
Until a bulb flickers then dies into the night
Crickets laugh and cackle
Along the green and stony embankments
That lie under neon motorway signs
Directing traffic and leading the way
Birds fly from trees en mass
Like a scene from a horror movie
Before the animals run between cars
Some survive but some don’t
Then as the moon kisses the clouds
On the road of the ******
Dreams are lost but never forgotten
For eternity and forever more

Kisses on my face
All sloppy and wet
A dream of a man on the brink of waking
They are the best ones yet

A smile of a face
Full of beauty and fun
As the light comes through a tiny window
Made by the eternal sun

In a world of questions and chaos
I believe she was made for me
Through the pains and trials of social ills
Her radiance is a joy to see

Tough as old boots but made of heart
A reassurance wrapped in leather
I cross my fingers and long to believe
That we will always be together

A question is worthless
If not without means
All clocks are just pointless
Without hands and mechanical beans
A day is extremely dull
When the wake up isn’t right
The moon doesn’t thrill
If the clouds cover her sight
Grass ceases to grow
After disruption by human endeavours
Birds won’t fly so high
Without wings and colourful feathers
People cannot talk
When freedoms are taken away
And societies cease to exist
If oppression gets in its way

The penguin it flew
Yes it flew
Way up high
Away from the zoo
Away from the people
The kids
And the noise
Into the clouds
With grace and poise
And then it got tired
It peaked too soon
As it soared past a satellite
On the outskirts of the moon
It started to fall
Swiftly back down
Through the clouds
And into the town
Bounced on a tree branch
And rolled over roofs
It landed on a bus heading for the zoo
Then it splashed onto the pool
Back where it belonged
Then did a little swim
And sang a little song
What an adventure
What a day
But it couldn’t talk for long
Cause sleep got in the way