Keep safe,,….. Kill yourself now
Lost your head? You are better off without it.
Don’t believe me ?
He is that loseth his life shall save it. Jesus
Let go and relax.Die of starvation.Free to all in the Third World Claim it now
Keep safe,,….. Kill yourself now
Lost your head? You are better off without it.
Don’t believe me ?
He is that loseth his life shall save it. Jesus
Let go and relax.Die of starvation.Free to all in the Third World Claim it now
Children learn to walk, they fall and scream
Their little bones are soft and rarely break
Now I am afraid I’ll come to grief
And end my life by making a mistake.
To die by choice is sad for those your friends
To die in error sadder for that end
Unconscious of the motives for your fall
Such anguish for no reason will appal
No longer soft and green the rain attacked
Killing foolish birds with noisy flak
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My drinking is putting me at risk
Of what?
Going bankrupt
Still it is not an illness
Adultery is not an illness
What follows?
Not everything is an illness
So true .I am not
Not what?
An illness
So what a relief !
What is a relief?
It makes you feel better
Are you really better?.
We will wait and see
And so say all of us
Thank you
Little springs of water by the road
Shone like my pearl necklace used to glow
There was a coots nest by the bridge
The new river gleaming in neon
Silly ducks loiter
I want to go home
Give me laxatives all day
Give catheters and pills
Tie me to the bed by with your big tray
Send me white and frozen chips
Hot they burn my lips
Tell me there’s a map
Controlling Ted
A knife hides in a flower
On Sylvia’s bed
The water from the Chilterns seeks the sea
It’s nature is to gather into streams
United it becomes potent and free
And fulfil at last its masochistic dream
An old millstream runs down with happy sounds
The energy unused wets Abbey grounds.
I see the cottage gardens and the cat
Cornflowers blue, untidy, wàter rats
The sound of running water pleased my soul
Ambleside the Stepping Stones the whole
Epping. stands on rock
West lie the marshes and meadows
Then dirty business