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An Elegy For Noah Tuckwell

As tears flow from my reddened eyes I can see what I have purely missed As I look up to the dark grey skies I will always remember our first fist I sit here and think of your face The first time I saw your light fluffy cheeks I always wanted to lay my head on that place Even when I was buried in my girlfriend’s twin peaks. You never knew my love for you I waited until it was too late I often yearned for a way through Both your heart and your front gate. But now you’ve passed away Slipped through my limp and lifeless fingers But I still yearn for that fortuitous day And the smell of your tobacco colour coat still lingers. As I stare at my homage dedicated to you I can feel a heart shaped hole called ‘Noah’ My body is conflicted, I don’t know what to do It’s such a shame that you were found in pieces underneath a lawnmower. So many holes, and opportunities now I feel my body grow harder For you Noah would only allow One hole to be ventured in farther As you led there erotically on the grass that day with your legs so lovely I couldn’t take my eyes away So I didn’t see The lawnmower draw near The blades running free And beginning to career Ever closer to your toes To impoverish your heart I’m the only one who knows How a love like this does start To think I won’t see you again Striding majestically down the Bath Road And, protecting your shoulders from the rain Your little tobacco coloured coat I wish I had been able to say All this to you when you were alive I came so close once, that fateful day When we were standing outside the Beehive Your hair was golden in the glow Of the solitary standing streetlamp Yet still, you couldn’t ever know My feeling for you or my heart would cramp And now you’re dead you selfish thing You’ll never hear me speak these thoughts You’ll never feel me ‘flap my wings’ Or ogle me as I cavort But now you’re in the ground In the darkness and despair But I have now created a mound Where I can collect your hair My heart is soaked in liquid salt My clothes cling to my body Although I know that it’s no-one fault Staring at you was my favourite hobby Now it’s time to say goodbye My lovely little pet My heart still yearns, my eyes still cry Although we never met

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 5/4/2013 8:11:00 AM
I have no idea why but I couldn't stop reading this one. Nonsensical but amusing none the less. I can see you are having fun, should be interesting to see some of the reactions you will get. Have a great weekend Lionel.
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