ratsoutside my doorratsinside my mindclawing, diningupon my feeble brain ratsin my hairratsunder sheetsnibbling, dribblingupon my eyes ratsin the streetratson the trainstifling, killingthe remnants of this brain ratsin the toiletratsin the fridgeimbuing, bakingevery inch of my flesh © Davey Cobb 2023 All Rights Reserved
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The Underground Blues
The putrid claws of mundanitypull me to the escalator,there I stand for twenty secondsterrified of the bottom. The train rolls and screeches,a hundred frowns appearto duel for a blue throneand pretend they don’t existin the same space as their peers. The metal tomb shakes,two hundred legs quake,two hundred eyes aim at no onein order toContinue reading “The Underground Blues”
Thread
I sputter liesinto the skyagainst the grainof my own advice. I pour my dreamsinto the streamof white wineand no one else. I turn recluseunder your roofwarm under blanketsthread by you.
Why Should We Bother?
Living off the landbuilt by another’s handstill we take no standfor why should we? Taking what we needfor one day we’ll leaveno one lives foreverso why should we bother? When we diedo we walk onor do we sink foreverand leave the world behind? Dining on the breadbaked by those long deadwe can’t speak with theContinue reading “Why Should We Bother?”
Up North
Smuggle me up north,I promise to behave,I’m tired of jumping east to west,skipping over my grave. This land of sneers and smirkslooks a lot like minebut where there should be mirthsealed lips are all I find. Send me on my wayand I’ll return up northwhere the sun seldom shinesbut I do. © Davey Cobb 2023Continue reading “Up North”
Castle Walls
Walk along the castle wallfall in close behind mehear the birds, the swaying treeslose yourself to nature. I was once a child toostood here with my fatherpointing at the parapetsin the old rose garden. As I grew, the castle wallsaged not a single yearbut time has passed and I have greyedthe same shade as theContinue reading “Castle Walls”
Roses of Home
Walk with me through the wild winddown the path, overgrownto the secret garden with my heartbeatto smell the roses of home. Sing with me of Old Englandin the shadow of our homeof green valesof pale wedding veilsas we smell the roses of home. Dance with me as the sun setspleasure slides down our throatswe laughContinue reading “Roses of Home”
Overlords
You fight in warsdeclared indoors,under the tablewe applaud,the freedom fableis gifted, sold,the battle is overwhen you are told. We weaponisethe blind and brave,we educatethe deaf, depraved,we colonisethe lands unscathedthen marketisethe earth we saveand pacifywith songs of praiseand nullifywith want and wage. You struggle on,you sacrifice,you graft to liveas others die,you wait for paydayand then itContinue reading “Overlords”
A Man of Reason
A man of good reason,a man of good taste,a man of high fashion,oppressive in lace,his belly is fullwith illusions of power,he’s lauded by allas the man of the hour. A man of good conscience,a man of the church,a gentleman calleras gentle as dirt,“permission to breatheshould be granted at birth,”he laughs over wineas he orders dessert.Continue reading “A Man of Reason”
This Is Who I Am
I’m aware of my failures,I’m wary of neighbours,I fret and I feastin the face of faux dangers. I listen to strangers,their ignorant flavours,a fools’ witless buffetto feed my displeasure. I’m hurt beyond measureentangled in heatherthat brushes the hillsof childhood oppression. I listen to strangersdespite my intentions,hearing them singthe ballads of depression. I’m aware of myContinue reading “This Is Who I Am”
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