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Feb 2014
As the wine starts spilling over the edges of your cup,
as you drown out his cries cos' you're laughing so much,
as the cheeseboard sits obscenely there on the table,
as you continue to eat even though you're not able,
as you leave the TV on while you're not even home,
as he's still out there crying standing like a gnome,
as you lick your lips at prospects on the screen,
as out in the rain he wonders when he will be seen,
as signs tell you to purchase things which to him don't exist,
as you drive your new car, straight past him, what kinda
world is this?
Lewis-Hugo
Written by
Lewis-Hugo  England
(England)   
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