"sowwy" poems
I'm an *** of a friend, and I sowwy.
Waking you up for my problems, I know.
Always bugging you about my insecurities.
I swear, wrecking you life's not my goal.
I get mad at you when I have dog days.
And I'm too shy, to pummel those who talk ****
But I swear to you, this is not what I'm trying to do.
This is not what you deserve.
This is not what you should get.
You never whine to me.
I don't know how you keep things confined,
but ya know, maybe im wrong.
Maybe there is no sorrow inside.
What I'm trying to say is..
thank you for being there.
For holding me up ALLL the time.
Thank you and you're the best,
I would always offer up,
and break you out,
if you committed crime
Apr 27, 2014
Apr 27, 2014 at 6:30 PM UTC
ever hear
a voice in the garden
that
made you become
startled,
inquiring:
what
the **** was that?!
huh?!
i was the object
of said "what"?
RAP?
exclusion remarks
in the realm of poetics.
i died....
and Homer went
blind.
oh...
oh
oh.....
oh...
the part
where i don't
care to mind,
and the part where
you...
but i wasn't
the white boy
who subjected
your people
to perform
jew...
oh... sowwy, whaat?
legal nomad..
thingy...
peoples doing
**** with jewels,
in hobo,
in...
roma bracelets...
******* squirt worth a ****
vodoo!
******* vodoo!
tripod:
that one thing legged...
standing on 'a' 'un leg...
merry ******* christmas
come northern ireland...
savvy?!
you bet... beat
the bacon!
fucking hare krishna...
i die, and the warning sign
says:
scrap through
the "gravy"...
lucky loser,
no. 2!
bricktop:
people doing ****
with diamonds...
utter.. bonkers...
me... you...
hush-hush...
bonkers-brigade....
******* east london
vowel crisp
cut and pig-me...
loose ends...
******* shy of a boxing munch...
take your tirade to
a recital of Macbeth
via...
Tehran...
you...
*******
wanker!
otherwise?
w'ha are 'e'
lovelies?
eh?
you skill or somethin'
more, or w'ha?
bricklayer 'ert or
sum'fin worth the fix?!
give me 'um some *******
cajole!
meaning! news!
you fork's worth
of a nibble on a use
of a *****
******* pansie...
fucking ******
start ********
or bitch-yourself into
an ease...
with warring-to-come...
ye'... gobshite i ain't buying...
tough man tought
mouth...
punched bit a little...
god...
i'm gagging!
itchy sort...
like... you want to sort
the sort from the sort!
******** **** glug *******
wanna scrap them
on the guillotine of
scratch of
the tongue lick
of: a...
shaven-lick...
sheryl crow...
grammy award album...
1997...
30 or so years later?
good luck hitchhiking
with a jukebox interlude.
Feb 13, 2019
Feb 13, 2019 at 10:24 PM UTC
it's only ever sensible to point out
classism for the english...
given the hierarchy of... genesis: crown...
it's not like there
was ever an arrived at cromwellian
republicanism... ever!
there's a need to posit:
a shadow is an extension of the body...
best visible come noon...
the shadow is never
an invitation to replace the body...
beside there being a noon...
but i like the idea...
for all the superiority
of sensible ideas: that are never
a ******* light-bulb...
when england came across india:
it didn't conquer it...
it merely... reinvented itself...
and brought back a taste for curry
for the plebs...
sowwy... towing what's most
honestly twoo...
then again... without a(n) ego-crown...
h'american tabloid press
"republicanism"...
i don't know which is worse...
i still best flip
a coin that has lizzy's itchy
nose on the base of:
counter corruptions...
such that the popes have met
their: post-scriptum...
i promised myself this...
i'll commit myself...
to ol' susie lo'...
if... and only if and only when...
ol' lizzie has done the
sinker!
then! when i'll...
pay for ***** and giggles
with a tenner that 'as 'er
son's visage... detailing...
how best to arrive at ******
and i will sing! god save! our! king!
i must say: muttered best:
quiff of blonde... herr schtrap!
and kooning 'arlie!
yes... best come across the knee...
and tooth biting sand...
sort of... grit!
Oct 11, 2020
Oct 11, 2020 at 7:01 PM UTC
I leave to work and its true
That work **** without you
My mind lost in wishful thinking
Staring at my phone not blinking
Your texts so sweet make my day
The worst day I know will be okay
Well I have to go back to work
P.s I wuv you an sowwy I was a ****
Nov 10, 2014
Nov 10, 2014 at 2:25 PM UTC