He pulls out the plug and he severs the link
opens a tin and swallows a drink
and the sink estate which is a little less great every day fades away,
he switches on the telly
well he
would
if he could find the remote.
In his coat,several bills,final demands,outstanding accounts for amounts he can't pay,
well he would
if he could
but his life is in hock and he's locked into the sink where the council estate tenants never think of tomorrow and what might occur,
if only his life wasn't there but somewhere less indifferent
where he could be somewhat more, or at least somewhat more confident that this wasn't the river of excrement where his paddles were lost,
remote found and back on home ground
in a while he'll
meet Jeremy Kyle and
be happy he's not been caught in the net,
he has yet to appear
on that show.