you are so fucking perfect
how?
how have you not achieved more?

years ago –
propped up –
on the settee
just you and me

i will be your –
little boy lost
and your views
will come at a cost

gave you –
a slab of my soul
a chunk of my heart

There Are Smiles I Could Fake there is comfort like drugs i could take there are smiles i could fake … More

always there, when life looked sick
but your open arms –
were just tortuous dagger tips
and the daggers went deep

dash and dart
find your feet
your views
occupy my street

find me someone
who loves me or who i am
fine me someone
who just understands

they expect you –
to sort out your life
when you have –
barely had the chance –
to live any

i had a dream
where i glimpsed –
my own epitaph
and i could do,
was recline and laugh