March Trilogy.
Tear it down
tear it down
and burn the ashes
the drive where you rammed into our parked car
the kitchen where you smashed up our plates
the hallway where you made us scream we loved you
the spare room where you
the living room where you never were
the bedrooms where we hid from you
the dining room where you made us cry
rip it up
and obliterate the shreds
rend every atom asunder
and fade away from memory
Happy Birthday
Happy birthday then,
Wherever you are.
I can’t even remember how old you are,
I can only remember how many it’s been.
How many birthdays you just weren’t here for,
How many birthdays you missed.
Another three hundred and sixty five days gone by,
So here’s to you, I guess.
no
you’re not really anything, you know
we’re all just atoms of meat
and you’re nothing special
don’t tell me how important you are
i’ll respect your destruction
Dear You
dear you
sorry for not writing sooner
i just didn’t really want to
i guess
how have you been then
(i don’t really care)
i hear you’ve been around nearby
so thanks for the heads up
i’d tell you what i’m up to
but i don’t think you’d remember
or even be that bothered really
sometimes you mistake me
for the other one
i get it,
i guess,
i just wish
you didn’t do that
anyway that’s all i wanted
to say to you this time
good luck and goodbye
it’s always a pleasure
yours supposedly,