This poem brought to you by hormonal fatigue, before a solution was implemented
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On waking up I throw the hook
That latches to the end of the day
I pull it tight and haul myself to
I tell my body it must obey Continue reading “Tired – prose (about menopause)”
An ode to…you know who you are…
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I’m a really honest person
Sometimes a little flawed
I tend to go a creepin’
Whenever I get bored
I really love my boyfriend
He’s faithful only to me
I’m devoted to him too
Until I want a spree
My fiance was awesome
My cup of happy was so full
I just had to join an online site
Where I went straight on the pull Continue reading “Google history – prose. For a cheater who used the same handle for both legit and non legit internet interactions”
I live in an echo chamber
The people I choose to be around me
Are the ones who reflect my opinions
Ideas, judgments, have my set of values
Of a world that is better Continue reading “Echo Chamber – prose”
A small bit of prose dedicated to a certain someone
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The thing that’s so sad
Is you’re so close to ‘good’
A small whisker off ‘nice’
If you just understood.
You’re often quite fun
Good looking and fit
If only you were not
So totally shit. Continue reading “Baby man – prose to a certain type of person”
A rare bit of prose from my perspective
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I’m really quite laid back and chilled
All my friends are fantastic people
But my ‘nice’ prose is always unfulfilled
And my attempts at ‘pleasant’ is feeble Continue reading “Total bosh (a poem)”
All I can say is, don’t get into an argument with someone who is both a total git and a philosophy major. It will end in your own tears of frustration.
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If only you could in anyway be
Even half awesome as me
Taking to me is a such a pleasure
You’ll want to do it at your leisure
Check out the fantab things I write
If you don’t agree, I’ll know it’s spite Continue reading “Logic (a poem)”
Written to describe a relationship
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“As long as I know it’s all coming from you”
Is something you’ve a need to explain
Decisions you choose to own are few
It gives you the right to have them to blame Continue reading “Blame (a poem)”
Written on behalf of someone who is obsessed
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I deserve a little baby
I want one right now
To hold tight against me
You won’t regret it, I vow Continue reading “Waiting for the baby – prose”
standing up to misogyny gets you into trouble from the misogynists
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She is not surprised
When the hatred begins
Initially it was fine till
she spoke against their sins Continue reading “Standing up (a poem)”
We all know someone like this
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She had a really bad childhood
I thought you ought to know
So when she fucks you over
Just sit back and take the blow Continue reading “Don’t ask her (a poem)”
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