Tag Archives: POETRY

Tinder to Cinder

Cinder, cinder! Swipe right on your tinder,
Another conversation disaster, no wonder you binned her,
Trust you to be the fire kindler.
Could you hold that torch as you burn through winter?
Or would it be preferable to find someone fitter?

Cinder, Cinder! Swipe left on your Tinder,
She looks like shit but you still want to be in her.
She talks pretty well, thank god for that filter,
Well, go ahead and engage your shag-o-meter,
Head out on a date and tell everyone on twitter.

Cinder, Cinder! Well done, this one could be a repeater,
The date went terribly, the food was good and the hand job was a beater.
She’s looking for a completer, you’re in her race and not the only sprinter.
She’ll crush you, a man defeater, she just wants free drinks and a free dinner.
Oh! Cinder, Cinder! A regular DM receiver, you hold no court, don’t let it deceive ya.

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The Memories of Land and Marble

If streets could speak and talk and tell,
Of all the feet that upon them fell,
Perhaps they’d tell of tents and purists
Replaced by birds, trainers and tourists,

Bemoaning that they cannot feel
A semblance of feelings real,
Where once there was an air of change,
A simple switch seems out of range.

The plastic bullets they swept away,
The handcuffed boys have done their stay,
The blood’s been washed from marbled tiles,
Replaced by fake asbestos smiles,

And all the while I look around,
Remember bodies on the mound
Remember splattered crunch of teeth,
Remember smell of cannabis leaf,
Remember hands that begged for water,
Mother cradling her daughter,
A group together now disbanded,
It seems post-truth has finally landed.

Hey, Savage Man

What are you doing, savage man?
When will you get out of bed and stand up?
Savage man, when will you get up?
Savage man?

You don’t have to if you don’t want to.
Currency is currently coming and going.
Currency is coming and going.
Is this why you wake up Savage man?

Hey, Savage man?
Can we ask you something?
Why not pack it all in?
You don’t have to wake up.

Savage man, will you get up?
We’re concerned about your performance.
Savage man, get up.
Currency must come and go.

Anyone Else

If she has smiled at you,
she’s smiled at a lot,
of you’s.
Her day full of seeing
you,
and yourselves.

You’re special,
remember?
yes yes, special.
just like everyone else.

You’ll love her,
like you could
anyone else.
And the mutual bond
will set itself in stone
until the cracks do crack
and they crack,
just as they would
with anyone else.