4. Two Minute Thought

Four cans of strongbow
Heading into me like a longbow
Piercing my heart
Distance apart.
Like alcoholic stances
Taking chances
With words
Yet to be stated.
Romancing nothing
Akin to dignified
Life after death
The Normans had the right plan.

Singing across the waves.
Sailing like a boat on fire.
Crippled under dulcet tones.
My heart aches, with wild desire.

Smoking chemicals
Raising the decibels
Confused like a child
In a peodophilic playground.
Dancing till
The break of dawn.
Your's a chancer,
Mine a whore.
Leaning to the left and
Flailing to the right.
Who the one to tell us
We're far out?
Outta Sight.

Substance abuse.
Like a child to a breast.
Succle the artificial teet.
Give mother a rest.

Pay the price.
For real lives.
Screw the system.
Resist 'em.