Trying to Break in

… the daily writing grind …

 

 

They said they couldn’t pay

me

but wanted me to write an article.

 

That paper makes millions

 

but can’t spare a few quid to give us some bread.

 

Only got to Uni on the grant from my dead

Mother.

Fucked that up

(never did like writing)

 

couldn’t find a decent job

 

couldn’t find any sort of job

 

got sick / scrounged benefits

 

mood: lazy

 

feeling sorry for myself

 

left alone, wishing I knew how to write poetry

for a living.

 

 

[APATHY WILL KILL US ALL]

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Indicator’s Right There

… road rage poetry …

Seriously, how hard
is
it?
At the risk of sounding so law-
abiding, you’re bloody
bone
idol, mate.

Perhaps
if you weren’t on the phone / skipping
through your shit
music / cutting
people
up / back
and forth between
all 3
lanes
you wouldn’t have to use
it as much

– but for fuck’s sake, use
it.

Don’t be an ignorant twat.

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