Half-ass Bad-ass

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You’re not really a rebel, are you?

With your skull tattoos and lost soul vibe.

You sit on a bike that you can’t  ride

You smoke pot all the time so you can’t drive.

You walk with a swagger but have no sway

Your ridiculous stories give you away

Your ‘live in the moment’ constant retort

Although you really do nothing of the sort.

You like heavy-metal fine.. ok

You over insist that you’re not ‘gay’

You’re mean though

I’ll give you that.

Shut me out of life

Make me feel like a twat.

You’re a rebel without a reason

I committed no crime or treason.

I wanted you and that was all

Your worst crime was to pretend to fall

You’re full of crap and rather crass

You’re really not a good.. bad-ass.

(c) Slumpless

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One Night

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‘Just one night’ he said ‘And then no more’

It hasn’t happened but I feel like a whore.

‘Just one time.. she won’t find out.’

It hasn’t happened but he’s still a lout.

‘But no more contact, no more texts

This is not a relationship

Just merely sex’.

Does he know I’m human

That I have heart?

Was I not clear about it from the start?

I have feelings and if we shag

He’ll throw me away like a dirty rag.

I’ll want it to be special

I’ll want it to be more

But I’ll be left lying at the door.

So he really thinks I want a one night stand?

I’d rather use my own right hand.

(c) Slumpless

 

Too close 

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She sat too close.Burped then sneezed. I could smell supper on her breath as her leg grazed mine. She sniffled and her stomach growled while the music through her earphones.. battered the just blissful silence. Relentless closeness. If I moved away it would be obvious. I felt boxed in by her human noises. I work so hard on subduing mine.

I felt angry at her lack of care, lack of aware.

How dare she ? Impinge on my space? Get in my face?

I was used to sanitized life. Minty breath… an acceptable distance between us all.

I wanted to growl at her. I wanted to push her away. I needed to say…

Something.

I turned and was about to glare at her latest emission

But was met with a surprise.

A smile that reached her eyes.

I could forgive her then.

For now I was seeing

She was behaving like

A human being.

(c)Slumpless

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Never Forgive

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I will forgive you…

When you’re dead

When the worms have consumed your smug smile

When you can no longer haunt me, taunt me.

The living make better ghosts you see

Their pulsing hearts, their burning desire

Add to fuel to my fire.

‘Let it go.. let it go’ ?

Forgiveness will heal you?

Bah. Nah. NO!

I thrive on this anger

I combust with that flame.

Forgiveness is for the corpses

Forgiveness is for the lame.

(c) Slumpless

 

Tall Tales

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Cinderella said she lost her shoe by ‘accident’

But she was no fool

She knew the prince adored her.

She had felt his arousal against her leg.

Snow white flirted with all the huntsmen

It got her stepmother’s back up

When she shagged them in the stables.

Hansel and Gretel were too close for comfort

Their parents didn’t know what to do.

They sent them to the old lady in the woods

Hoping for a cure.

But their lust for one another was unquenchable.

They killed her for trying to tear them apart.

Read between the lines.

Question everything.

The world is full of  tall tales

And we lap them up like children.

(c) Slumpless

 

My Emotional Calendar

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What it’s like living in a ‘temperate’ climate:

January start not good for the heart.

Its endless grey takes my breath away.

February is worse with its dreadful curse

Of feeling it should be spring

But instead: Nothing. Nothing. Nothing

What about ‘Valentine’?

I hear you whine?

Fine.

One ok day. Then back to grey.

Oh dear then there’s March another month of bleak

Week after wretched week.

April doesn’t fare much better

Oh yeah and the weather is wetter.

Hurray it’s May …at last Summer

No wait .. more rain … bummer

Oh June please bring in the sun

I’m dying for beachtime fun

Wait wait July is dry… ish

Summer living a distant wish.

August  a surprise

With its beautiful blue skies

September I can breathe with yearning

The leaves are finally turning.

October.I begin to dream

And look forward to Halloween.

November you bring frost and sometimes snow

I love sitting beside the fire’s glow.

December darkness is dotted with lights

Oh how I love the Christmas sights.

I adore the smells, the cold the glimmer

In Winter time I really shimmer.

But wait oh wait it’s really scary

Already back to January.

(c) Slumpless