It'll all come crashing down
and when we drown
under the weight of the universe

some'll say,
never mind
it could have been worse.

Who told you that it's getting better?
on a global scale
it's no better than it ever was,
if it ever was.

Lots of cloud
said aloud
is still
lots of cloud

almost there
where the air
freezes your breath
looking
'half starved to death'

That northern expression
left a dark impression
on me
I  now hoard food.

I've sent my letter to Santa,

been a good boy
please send me the Summer
for Christmas.

..and just like that
Autumn

well
sod it
and
sod them
and sod 'em until the
Summer comes back again.

If you think it's an emergency
make a call to the surgery
they can make that decision

they can make an incision
and cut out the worry.

oh yes,
we have a health service
second to none
they make cuts every day
and it all goes away

except
for those on the slow burn
then it's
twist cap, push down
and turn

child friendly?
it maybe
but it'll be the end of me

nobody wins

My physique
is one of a kind.
some say
antique.

me,
I say
unique.

In the eye of this beholder
I don't look a day older
than
I did the last time I looked.

It's not the blue that I once knew
It has turned a misty grey.

Macular degeneration
or so they say,
but
it is still not the blue that I knew
only yesterday.