Blocked

Initial thoughts, will tidy later

Blocked

again

that familiar refrain

of the gibbering human washing machine;

"As jober as a sudge"

one foot in front of t'other

trying in vain

to link feet and brain

touching either side of the street

slipping and swaying

a rickety bridge

connecting shore and island

intrepid travellers fear to cross

before crashing

burning

wailing

"take me drunk I'm home"

Reviews

[JanineAAA]

I love it

[Pól]

hehe
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[John Alexander McFadyen]

Well thank you Paulo! He is me thinking I need to cut down lol!
Like this black humour and the flow of the piece.

[Pól]

black humour based on the black stuff!!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Nice!!!!!!