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Condolences?
but the dog died many years ago 
now the kids are arguing 
it's raining and I'm tired - but no
no condolences are required 
when you come home my world seems better
for a second anyway
but those photographs are still in the shoe box under the stairs  - with your other stuff
you put that image into the media
and I was framed - no I'm not feeling OK 
the scars on my soul say I'm not
what did I do
I know I lied - what I told the nurse wasn't true
I don't trust myself
but we've got to keep each other
we must - so why's she back
it's as sad as a box of unsold teddy bears after valentines day
I don't know why you did it
it would drive anyone over the edge
did you do this for her - staged her disappearance 
the rented caravan - should I have  broken in?
There are sketches of naked women
and driftwood models
are those her
I mean - so you only had sex once
the biscuit tin is now empty 
and I'm starving - and now another offer's just come in
do you want to come over for supper
maybe catch the bad man in the act
you're not after my sister are you
you haven't even met her yet
do we need to be extra careful 
or should I just run.

Just ring me
I'd like you to pop over

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