2016
My contribution to the canon
Here are three poems I wrote in 2016.
I had just been let go from my job at Saatchi & Saatchi, had insomnia and wore the same blue shirt from Uniqlo every single day!
Lasagne
“I could’ve made this at home.” He said.
But his home didn’t have an Italian man in a bow tie.
His home didn’t have a condom machine in the gents.
His home was a shit place for my birthday dinner.
Dan
On Friday night, Dan went out and took drugs.
On Sunday night, he finally went home to bed.
On Monday morning, he got up, put on his school uniform and sat down to breakfast with his mum and dad.
Nobody suspected a thing, except that it was school holidays — and Dan was 22.
Turbulent change.
The red car got sold and you cried.
Mum didn’t cry. She liked the new blue car.
In fairness she was seven times your age.
She’d been through this before.