Goodbye So yeah this poem’s dramatic, Bit drastic, Pyro-fucking clastic I don’t care, I feel fucking fantastic Better than when you left, Left me bereft… Read more “Goodbye”
I want to go home, Where I’m free, Where I’m still me Where I look in my mind, And find more than empty space, The face… Read more “Where I’m still me”
Look at the sun And wonder if There’s something else Something more. Something more than life back on our planet, Damnit, Because we’re all so small,… Read more “Something More”
Mummy, I’m missing, you’re kissing my head, as I roll out of bed, seeing red, fire on my feet, mummy the heat, mummy, I want my mum,… Read more “Mummy, I’m Missing”
Why it’s important to grow old, not up
Grow a Pair of balls
A parody of the reality television show Geordie Shore.