You say
That the aged
Should give way
To youth.
For the aged
Are from a bygone age
And have nothing to say
To youth.
You,in your early twenties,
So empty
Yet, so sure
That youth
Is the one and only truth.
Why should I engage
With a pencil jot upon a page
That a rubber, so soon obscures?
At close of day
They say
That ghosts pass through walls.
And, when darkness falls
Cheap perfume
Fills the lonely man’s bedroom.
But ghosts,
Leave no notches on bedposts.
When a young lady named miss Heart
Said, “we must stay 2 meters apart”.
And I said, “is that due to Corona?”,
She said, “no, I’ve always been a loner,
And I really don’t like your art!”.
Single men and women
May look.
Yet, ’tis sin
To touch
But, for some,
‘Tis all too much …
A young man named Dave
Invited me to an illegal rave,
Where a girl called Claire
Sang her songs of despair,
Whilst shaving that young man Dave!
When a young lady dressed in heels
Showed me her collection of pet seals,
I said to her, “Claire,
This is a peculiar affair,
As your seals are all wearing heels!”.
When a young lady named miss Hocking
Lost a fine silk stocking,
The bishop’s wife looked grim
And spoke of great sin.
And the bishop’s dog retrieved that stocking …
In nightmares
The dark
Stares
Within our heart.
And, when
Good men
Awake
They take
A look inside
Their heart.
And decide
“Is that fantasy
The whole,
Or a mere fractionality
Of me?
‘Tis fortunate none can see
Into my soul.
And the lies
Behind my eyes.
When an ill-begotten young man named Cotton
Said, “many a girl’s name I’ve forgotten.
And now I’m drunk
As the proverbial skunk”.
I said, “sir, you are absolutely rotten!”.
A young lady named Ling
Comes round to mine to swing.
The vicar’s pretty wife Lee
Takes tea with Ling and me,
And then we go and swing.
