Hokey cokey storytellers

Time for a hokey cokey
sounds of words go in
then go out another ear
In, Out, In, Out,
these people are all about

They sniff a london powder
and chat some shit,
good thing that I’m aware!
Pupils now so big
tube trains could fit in
In, Out, In, Out,
Not even touch the sides

Roll another notey
to stop their down
and that’s what,
their life’s about.

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Beans on toast

My baby spent all my money,
She want the finer things in life
I loved my pretty baby,
So I let her buy the stuff
But now she’s gone
and all I got left to
eat is baked beans on
my burnt black toast

My baby didn’t go no place
that had no gold stars,
classy woman liked fancy bars,
driven to them in fancy cars
but now I know
she loved that life
more than me
and my beans on toast

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“Do you like to travel?”

A gentler human asks a question,
Hoping for a vast and exciting answer
‘A cultured-clever-wealthy-fine Sir’
A wrong answer could equal a shun

That is what she demands
Someone to escape and adventure with.
Right response could probably drop pants
Time to enter a cheeky little bid

“I like to read and meditate,
Really clocking up mileage,
I travel the regions within
Or spend nights journeying through page.”

Her facial colour drains well quick
A picture from black ‘n white tv,
How exhilarating to see,
Her unrequited false fate unravel.

A conscience fires up within
Seeing the death become her
Her visible reaction answering
a hundred silent questions

“I have travelled a lot in Europe ,
And often go N8 to see a mate,
You can’t always come with me
But yes, I like to travel.”

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Internal mess

Outside is clean,
Face shaved hair styled,
The carpets are hoovered,
Surfaces wiped.

Inside is messy,
Cleaning up isn’t quick!
Takes time
For those surfaces

Like Lady Macbeth
Scrubbing her clean hands
The bloody mess
inside her mind

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Damage limitation

I’m fucked
Wobbly
Can’t even see straight,
The phone calls
Wait,
Takes longer
To press buttons
That don’t exist

Who’s call do I reject?
Can’t forget number one
Surely it’s someone else.
Won’t message her now,
I will deal with it
Tomorrow
Too fucked now

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Likes and superlikes

I want to steal your car
you drive like a pussy
It looks so pretty and rapid
I’ll give it a like.

You found a quote
That you think is profound,
Did you give it many seconds
Of your precious time?

Your baby looks odd,
Is that what it’s meant
To look like? Sorry to vent,
Still I’ll give it a like.

All her photos look edited,
Can see through the filter,
An app rebuilt her face
Still superlike just in case.

Fuck the likes and superlikes
Unless you see something make
Me smile in person
You’ll never know what
I really do like.

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Juicy round melons

Love a good melon
Colour don’t matter
Bigger the fruit
The more bites
I can take.
It wants me
To delve deep
Open jaw wide
Stuff myself
Til cheeks bulge.
Can’t be bitter
That’s not fun,
Must be ripe,
Round and soft.
To arouse my
Appetite.

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