What if
the penny has dropped
but I neither saw nor heard it
so for me
to all intents and purposes
the penny has not yet dropped
and never will
not knowing this
I wait in vain
and wonder why
the fates
the gods
serendipity
are ignoring me
did I do something wrong
am I not worthy
so I take on board
this skewered reality
this misconception
and live my life accordingly
waiting
forever waiting
for that which has already occurred.
It was a day of chaos
The day the pensioners struck,
Massed Mobility Scooters moving
Forward like a Rugby Union ruck,
Blocking all the streets
In the centre of town,
To all intents and purposes
Closing the city down.
The police were very tolerant,
Withdrawing their attack
After more than one officer suffered
From a wielded walking stick's whack.
The atmosphere changed
Soon after that
Lots of bonhomie
Banter and chit chat.
The action was called offi
Promptly at five to three
Thus allowing each
To be home in time for tea.
The action wasn't called
For any cause or good:
No it was carried out
Just to show they could.
Massed Mobility Scooters moving
Forward like a Rugby Union ruck.
It was a day of chaos
The day the pensioners struck.
*And then, I am finally free from house arrest
- Which is better news for me than it is for you and your family*
...I am bloodletting
All of my frustration
With a wee-bit
Of Danbert Nobacon...
...This is what usually happens:
Whenever someone listens
To the "Unfairy Tale" LP
Backwards
While sensually drunk
On homemade LSD...
?...This is also how
I mistakenly met
George Harrison
And Graham Chapman
While undertaking
My most recently failed suicide attempt....
...And both they, and Lenny Bruce agreed:
I probably should have aimed to succeed
If I really wanted anybody
To ever take my career in comedy
Any more seriously
Than my 'highly-underrated'
Criminal record...
"...Whatever..." I calmly stated
Before soundly adding
For all intents and purposes:
"Everyone always neglects to mention:
My criminal record
Has already gone
Triple platinum
In Japan and Sudan"
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
You used to be a part of me
Now all I do is make believe
What friends are left, now all they see
Is how my life is incomplete
I went ahead and changed my name
To Incomplete as of late
At any given time of day
That's the statement that I make
Through all intents and purposes
I'll make it through the worst of this
Remembering our relationship
And all that I poured into it
Now as Mr. Incomplete
I walk alone along these city streets
Remembering the better half of me
And how it all used to be
Things have never been the same
Since with your help I changed my name
Want you to know it's not to late
To change it back if you'll just say
But as it is in all of this
I'm living out my emptiness
All of this came more or less
On the day that you left
You made me out to who I am
That, no more than half a man
Mr. Incomplete is where I stand
Known far and wide throughout the land
She felt the damp
twisted sheets
around her neck,
tangled, tightening,
a bit mangled,
but capable of the strangle,
and she tried to be still,
for a brief moment,
she listen to past melodies in her mind,
simply divine,
her anger slowly shifted,
then she felt a burden had been lifted,
she’d forgotten momentarily,
that was she gravely ill,
left to die slowly, but certain,
pulled down shades, and drawn curtains,
and for all intents and purposes,
she was alive only for her family’s sake,
they needed comfort in her living,
thinking about that kept her awake,
she needed comfort in her death,
that’s something they couldn’t take,
they thought keeping her alive was love,
as the sheets dangled slowly from above,
death finally whispering in her ear,
the sheets got tighter,
she felt lighter,
then she witnessed her astral body in mid-air,
it helped wash away the worries,
and it eliminated the fear.
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