#paperwork
.
got to save up to earn a slower death
a more palatable and rewarding one
medically attended
cribbed comfy
'won't you cheer me on to the afterlife ?'
.
got to pave my way to a dosing oblivion
whilst my bowls void into clear bags
with measure marks down the sides
and my muscles lack and sag
and distress is stretched
for all those who may dare pay me a visit
'won't you cheer me on to the afterlife ?'
.
gotta have that great white death
gotta have clean clean paperwork
by the book shuffle off .. no ..
drip off.. good to the last drop
rattle breath and plop
'here's to the afterlife'
.
Sep 23, 2025
Sep 23, 2025 at 10:25 AM UTC
I
have to
get up and
shut up, and work
on my paperwork, they aren't here, it's fine
I'll get through this night, some friends they stay but
not all walk out
with a sigh
just get
by
Jun 3, 2018
Jun 3, 2018 at 6:27 PM UTC
There was once upon a bright clear morn,
A piece to state that you were born.
Embroiled within life’s tapestry
And safe inside a registry,
Some years in school and well I never!
Other pieces say ‘you’re clever’.
Thus qualified in math and lit’
You see what you can make of it.
Snuggled up beside, or not too far,
A piece that lets you drive a car.
To grasp the wheel and thus to steer,
From here to there, and there to here.
When cupid chances upon your head,
A piece to certify you’re wed’.
The threshold crossed, confetti flung,
A foot placed firmly on the rung.
With currency saved you joined the race,
A piece says you now own the place.
So mow the lawn and paint the wall,
And cook when friends and neighbours call.
And of course in time they’ll hang their heads,
Another piece declares you’re dead.
A choice is made you can’t revoke,
It’s down a hole or up in smoke.
Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 10:24 PM UTC