out walking
this evening
is grey

grey buildings
grey rain
bows

drained rows
of veins
flow

with
grey    ..  

out walking
this evening
is grey

grey clouds
in our eyes

and I smoke

telling lies
and you choke -
and the flies  ..!

out walking
this evening
is grey

the older she gets the more
beautiful she looks at me growing
older too and gives a most
conspiratorial wink

chap in the pub says
are you going on anywhere after?
I don’t know

turns out he wasn’t talking about death
but a party he’d heard about

cue embarrassed laughter

my wife has done wonders with
the garden
it looks more beautiful than ever
just by her being there

perhaps we’re like fingerprints
unique
but without its effecting one’s everyday
existence we’re much the same
so to speak     ..

the best thing I ever wrote
down your phone number

read a biography of herrick
it was pretty dull
whereas his poetry was
pretty beautiful

you either see migrants as a
problem, or you don’t
depends where you’re coming from,
I guess

She met Mr. so-and-so on a hike in Nepal
I acknowledge he is a heartthrob
Now living in NYC
She’s the one I want
And she wants to see if they can connect
Lucky him, unlucky me
At least she told me she’s gonna call him
The situation is grim
I want her
She maybe wants me
But if she can get to him
It’s sayonara for me
I know this happens all the time
Girl leaves the boy back home on the line
It’s happening to me right now
As she wishes upon a star
And I watch distantly from afar

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