Cold

My Shadow's getting fatter

'cos the sun is lower down

and generally not as good.

My shadow's gotten fatter,

'Cos I’m wearing more clothes

(bundled up in clichés

and

prejudices)

 

 

And there's no one on the corners

('cos it's getting colder)

I'd call this

Anti-Socialism

but then what was it before

and my shadow's getting fatter.

 

I'm seeking inspiration

just to keep away the cold

but in this day and age

(well for my children,

who'll be coming soon,

in this day and age.)

the cold won't be here very long.

 

And I got to

Smoke a cigarette

just to keep myself warm.

My Shadow's getting fatter,

And I’m wrapping up in track suits

trying to keep

the idealisms

away.

 

Got to smoke a cigarette just to keep

myself warm.

 

Reviews

[Eira Anchor]

this is great! you're cleva!
And now I'm craving a shmoke like anything. And I don't even smoke!
See, it's provocative writing deary!