Close Encounter

A poem from 2019

Of all the moments

In all the hours

Of all the days

You had to walk into this one!

Exploding my head with questions

Superstitious meanings

Things that make you go paranoid

Things that fill your mind with wonder

My aching neurons

Chemicals agonising over purpose

A mere strange coincidence

A law of unattraction

This moment in time ain’t big enough for the both of us

Leave me be and let me just go back into my cave

Welcome To Ed's Funeral

A poem from 2016

Did you ever know that you're my hero?

Irrationally loved

Chemical illusion

Cremated in the bathroom

Matches and petrol

Fire alarm dismantled

“It's what he would have wanted”

You are the wind beneath my wings

Welcome to Ed’s funeral

Ultimately meaningless existence

He lives on in your hearts

Infantile sentimentality

We wash his ashes down the plughole

“It's what he would have wanted”

In all his glory

Born a fish

Regressed to stealing chocolate from the corner shop

Smoked cigarettes when he was 14

Encouraged by his dad

Career criminal

In and out of jail, mostly for burglary

His four children to three mothers

Hardly knew of his existence

Hardened alcoholic

Foul mouthed fighter

Knuckle duster

Fly fly fly high against the sky

Stardust animal

Bacterial stain

Amino rancid

Wayward platelet

Gangrenous image

Requiem aeternam

Kyrie eleison

Dies irae

“That day is one of weeping,
on which shall rise again from the ashes
the guilty man, to be judged.
Therefore spare this one, O God,
merciful Lord Jesus:
Give them rest. Amen.”