Lost as lost
As lost can be
Squares are
Fitting into circles,
This is confusing me.
Running thoughts are
Scattered inside
My  broken mind
Life has flipped and
Gone unkind,
The scent of my lover
I shall not smell
The unforgivable *****
Ran off to hell.
She needed a devil
She needed fun but
Im going for a coffee
And a hot cross bun.

My home city
Is going into decay
Councillors are useless
With nothing to say.
Bungs from builders
Corruption rife
City falling
down a rat hole
It’s losing its life.
Venues for entertainment
Closing there doors
Brothels are opening
Full of ******.
Bus shelters
smelling of ****
People in authority
It’s the poor they bleed,
My home city will
Always be blue
Run by incompetence
And haven’t a clue,

My woman
Put a spell on me
The clutches
Are tight I
Can’t get free.
She has this lure
There is no cure,
Her heart ain’t golden
Nor innocent or pure.
Her heart is a star
She’s a strange brew
She’s very  cryptic
Never blue,
Who am I to
Enjoy this treasure
Full of life and
****** pleasure.

Do you hear
Voices in a scream
My imagination
Is my dream
Nothing is nothing
Life isn’t fair
I only have thoughts
I cannot share.
I really don’t
Know what’s wrong with me
Im like a loser lost at sea.
Who really adheres
When you converse
Everything in madness
Its ******* perverse.

Winter sometimes
Cold and unkind
Summer mornings
Tonic to the mind.
Temperature goes up
The sun do's shine
Us at the table
With bottles of wine.
Summer is lovely
My woman is definitely
not *****
She likes to dance
All day naked
In the ****.
I certainly don’t have
A problem with that,
Nor do the neighbours
And their tabby cat.

I yelled in anguish
Dropped to my
Knees as if in pain
What he said to me
Was a nectar  to
My brain.
Forty years of
marriage
Thinking we will
Do the course
Now he’***** me
He wants a
******* divorce.
I did agree
he said now
I am free
Unbeknown to him
Six months earlier
I had won 30 million
On the lottery.

Watching the
cactus grow
Not very exciting
And very slow,
Time for me
Is an exercise
The numbers
Are different
Which is no surprise.
Boredom is an awful pain
Loneliness makes you fragile
Everything’s the same.
Thoughts are like
A bowl of vegetable soup
Jumping back and forwards
Through a very small loop.
Hope I don’t live to see
Another day
So Im waiting for god
To take my breath away.