Thursday, 30 July 2015

Imminent Disaster

Too much of sin
Of wine
Of enemies
Too many gambles and
Too many hard lines drawn
Hard times too
And cracks in walls
Through which one can hear
The baying of beasts
Jackal laughter
Women's sobs and
Imminent disaster
Too much of wine
Now old, unpretty
And in decline
Disappointed and at a
Too much of sin
Grant me more wine
Let me break free
The torment of love's
Unfailing design
Just grant me your laughter
And all your misgivings
Grant me your sobs
And Imminent

Thursday, 16 July 2015

Sunday, 12 July 2015

Frank's Night Out

Crush it, crush a can
Kill a zombie when he
Look at you wrong
Take your time with him as
The night is long
And entertainment not overly
Brews and whiskey shots
Baseball bat for the stagger walk
Rough a minor deity along the path
For his wallet
Which was empty!
Times these is
Hard times all
Crush it, crush another can
Sittin' on a roadside grave
Singin' to myself
Stagger more staggered
Pass the demon Mars
Give in, give him
Toll sips from
Our flask
Discretion there better than
Crush it crush
A final can... home