Trying to unwind is like trying to find Atlantis, it's a hit-and-miss thing,
one cannot but help imagining stretching and snapping,

Wine? oh, and I could so I do and more than one which is two or more,

I'm relaxing and my
back's getting eased
my knees are ******
I need my tummy tucked
but the wine insists
that the boat I should be on
is the one that I missed,

and yet
before I forget
before Bachus attracts me
into one more debauchery
and
I fukin forgot
*** you merlot
with a hard T
( see what I did there?)
and If you didn't do you think
that I care?

Take all your clocks back to the shops that you bought them from, put your watches on a watch list and go out to get ******, you have one hour to catch and get yourself smashed,
do it with friends.

your time starts
soon.

You eat a thousand hamburgers dripping hot with cheese and though they'll say it's bad for you you'll do exactly as you please because you is us and we don't go out shopping anymore we go out to stuff our faces at the local burger store.

Sick of it?
tough
the train has left the station
and you're left with obesity
and unhealthy constipation.

Food's not like it used to be
if it ever was at all
but you cannot educate the people
if they don't hear the call,
so
write the warning in red paint
on a ten-foot-high stone wall.

Swimming between the islands
eyes peeled looking for diamonds
we thought we'd never find them
and that's the way it seemed

never thinking that those times
would become the diamonds in our minds.

I was going to write tonight but it's getting late so I might wait
and write tomorrow,
aha and tomorrow never comes, isn't that what they say?
I think therefore I might write today.

Of what? who knows, I'll just put the pen to the paper and see how it goes,

nothing comes to or springs from my mind and I am resigned to watching the night go through its death throes until the morning shows me what I must do.

This isn't writing; it's just me muttering my words out loud, trying to shut out the sound of the screaming ink. Sometimes, I think, but mostly, I don't, and that's something else that won't get me a gold medal.

What is this
You bring?
All wrapped up
And
Tied
With string


The excitement of childhood,
May this feeling
Never leave
What's hidden?
What's found?
Shake and listen
For a
Sound

Someone's thoughts
Contained inside,
Expression of love
Cannot be
Denied

Time to open up
"It's a pebble from the beach"
One that you picked
Just for me,
Only you're eyes could see,
It's perfect,
For me