We know Wednesday is Midway because there's always a battle to win.
Barging my way through the canals that have cut through this green and pleasant but soon I shall land and take a stroll along the rolling hills and time for those pills to kick in.

Knee-**** reaction to
should have packed in work for the winter
but
don't have enough fat to hibernate
and my blood's too thin to coagulate
so
it's carry on as normal
which is a mighty big ask if you ask me.

They call them irrelevancies
but for some they're festivities
and the others in poverty
don't care what you call them
as long as you
treat everyone equally and
give them all a fair share,

let's all take a crack at
giving some back
it's not likely to **** you
but will you take that
chance?

Tobacco and gum
and a bottle of ***
point me in the direction
of what I've become,

we all go wild in the West
dreaming of who shoots the best.

even though it's a con
we still mosey on
I mosey on too looking for you
dreaming of who shoots the best.

Odd
how things even out,
nothing is the end of the world
unless you make it so

my tip:

wait until the dust settles
but go in wearing a mask.

Left out overnight for the wolves to feed on
and when the morning came
I was gone
not eaten but eating,
growling
and prowling with the pack
dreaming of the moment I'd get my own back.

I probably need some surgery
or possibly
something that's sugary
oh
cut me a slice of Mum's apple pie
and then I can die
quite peacefully.

Ugh.
Seven on a Sunday
which is the time and not my age
just in case you were wondering
and still raining,

decisions to make
go to work or take the day off?

I know
I'll go

done,
and I will be.

I tried to imagine if I wasn't me
who would I be?

wind and rain and work again
I need but what?

actually
not a lot.

She says
a silencer to silence you
would do

and if I wasn't me
it might.