John Edward Smallshaw

John Edward Smallshaw Feb 3

when everything stops
except for clocks that still tick.

we're being picked off like flies
and all you say is
everyone dies
but that's lies
nobody dies
it's a summer holiday
in a heavenly hideaway
that lasts longer than forever.

I've imagined nothing before
it's like
footprints filled in
by a million years wide
so
as long as
I belong as
a part of it all
and not sat alone
on the celestial wall
I'm happy.

John Edward Smallshaw Feb 2

Bollo ks

Skip the intro?
I've ******* been the intro
and it's
not where you want to go.

Show and tell?
hell
has a handcart for you.

Relaxing
finally
because
work has in it for me,

a day off
is like a liferaft
to a drowning man.

Feb 2

owls at dawn

three penises

I woke from a dream this morning
with three penises
and three sets of testicles
sprouting from my groin

I was astonished
wondering about the implications
could they all perform?
could I have *** with three women?
or three men?
which gender did these penises prefer?
and how would that work?

or would I be too embarrassed by this mutation to ever have *** again?
I imagined a hand touching down there and felt
extreme embarrassment
no, this was definitely the end of my *** life
I would never have *** again

then something shifted
in my mind
and I woke
from THAT dream
original factory settings restored (I checked)

relieved (so relieved)

this was one problem the universe had not thrown in my lap (haha)
I can still see those tiny peckers though
like a bouquet of newborn masculinity

what high jinks
are going on
at the bottom of the ocean in my brain?

#camus #absurdity #gender #dream #reality #existence

Feb 2

Renee

Untitled

Rain forgets itself.
It falls, it breaks, it unnames.
I long to follow.

John Edward Smallshaw Feb 2

The interrupt

Scratch the surface and what have you got?
a scratched surface.

Another Sunday working
this bible's getting pretty thin
I may survive this onslaught
but the chance is looking slim

She said be brave
I'll save you
from yourself if not from me.

John Edward Smallshaw Feb 1

Reliving histories

If this is really my journey
why didn't they tell me?
were they scared of who I'd
become, where I'd run to,
who I'd tell it to?

secrets,

nothing to say to
those who have gone through
because I have been there too,
why didn't they tell me?

John Edward Smallshaw Feb 1

The Caribbean thing

I have been busy but now?

work has several things going for it,
I'm not one of them.

Sat with the Captain
who offers me a glass
and who am I to say
pass?

other privateers
vie for the top spot
but good old Henry
has another tot
and
sends them to swing
on the gallows.