136. Songs of Praise

I lost my heart in Weston Super Mare
18 months ago today
I knew she didn't care.
She was the sister of my best friend.
It was a god almighty unsightly mess.
My missus was with me for the whole weekend.
I was gagging on Jack and Maria with a dash
Of a coke-topped head...

She spoke to me a few times throughout the days
We woke up early and had a brief chat
She made my tea of a morning
And that was that.
I was in her room the one time
Looking at the photos that she had.
The look of the men she knew
Made me feel so distraught.

Shine on
Lovely woman.
The world is
Your own Hymen...
I'll sing hymns of it
Which shall never be phasing
Never repeated on Songs of Praise

And I imagined that she winked at me
That one morning.
A few minutes later;
She was gone off to work
At a hair salon.

I felt that things might change
She left me with no hope as to what may happen.
And things did change for me.
For the worse.
I found that a fella I was working with
Had had his own way with her.
Tragedy.
Ground into the dirt.

His mortar in her pestle
Grinding away
To hold onto that thought
For another day.
And the days go by like a haze
Dreaming of the days
That I'll see here again
But it's never to be.

Shine on
Lovely woman.
The world is
Your own Hymen...
I'll sing hymns of it
Which shall never be phasing
Never repeated on Songs of Praise