My life has been humiliating

My life has been humiliating 

From the first and then again 

Separation keeps on coming 

Gut my heart out 

With a disability badge 

Lollipop lady 

Flaming sword 

Of reprobation 

railway cutting 

Through the graveyard 

Thackley tunnel

Idle rec

Places which existed 

Before they were even built 

By the gnarly knuckled grafters 

Making mincemeat 

Of the blueprint 

Health and safety 

Damn your eyes 

Look at my gargoyle 

In the rafters 

Impish mason 

Mind your manners 

Ruffian tart 

The infamous lecher 

Choirs of angels 

In excelsis 

Happy shopping 

In depravity 

That’s a boutique 

Just like Harrods 

You can buy 

Your nylons there 

And some bullets 

For the cat

Why do I wake up 

More exhausted 

Than I was when the candle 

Snuffed and blew 

Take me to the mall tomorrow 

With your laundry 

On the bus 

Get some biscuits 

Irish stew. 

4/09/19.

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