there was nothing

1              butts


There was nothing left to live for. I walked

home from the dog tracks with a few bucks

more than when I got there and it meant

approximately, nothing; at all: alcohol

and cigarettes; some debt, or fritting it

on necessities. But, what! I’m as dry

as a spent cock and I have everything

I need, and nothing I want.


2              Love comes easy


Love comes easy to me but there’s

always some cunt that wants more,

to stitch me up. Reader,


some nights I’ve nothing left, to give;

and the days are the same. The weight

of 5 decades is on my head.


But I still look good. It’s true. Ach,

it’s the drink you think. So?

do I. Well,


2 Responsesso far.

  1. Mark Prisco Mark Prisco says:

    it doesn’t. never mind. thanks very much Peter

  2. peterlebaige peterlebaige says:

    That bitter cud of self-reflection….nicely chewed over, Marco, I love that ‘weight of 5 decades’, man, and it doesn’t get lighter, does it!

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