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Daily Grind
It only happens on a Sunday
Is it because of the state I’m in, finite piles of drugs washed down with a bottle of mother’s ruin
It only happens on a Monday
Is it because I’m tired on my feet, messed up sex after a weekend out; can’t quite remember how much sleep
It only happens on a Tuesday
Is it because I’m in a job I hate, I waste time on the weekend’s snaps uploaded by a mate
It only happens on a Wednesday
Is it because I’m better alone, not sure to do with life or with who I actually get on.
It only happens on a Thursday
Is it because I need a girl, I get fucked up on my emergency stash, drink texting all the world
It only happens on a Friday
Is it because soon I’m free, straight off to meet the clubbing crew, pints, grass, coke, H and E
It only happens on a Saturday
Is it because I feel alive, appliance fuelled dancing, fun and games, the one time I could cry
Is it because of the state I’m in, finite piles of drugs washed down with a bottle of mother’s ruin
It only happens on a Monday
Is it because I’m tired on my feet, messed up sex after a weekend out; can’t quite remember how much sleep
It only happens on a Tuesday
Is it because I’m in a job I hate, I waste time on the weekend’s snaps uploaded by a mate
It only happens on a Wednesday
Is it because I’m better alone, not sure to do with life or with who I actually get on.
It only happens on a Thursday
Is it because I need a girl, I get fucked up on my emergency stash, drink texting all the world
It only happens on a Friday
Is it because soon I’m free, straight off to meet the clubbing crew, pints, grass, coke, H and E
It only happens on a Saturday
Is it because I feel alive, appliance fuelled dancing, fun and games, the one time I could cry
Published 23rd Sep 2009
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23rd Sep 2009 10:58pm
day to day, sad but true....My, my, you have a talent with the REAL! I do so enjoy your work....You have a style that grabs the reader, I do so dislike SAPPY pieces, not that they aren't without some talent, yet they leave me wanting. Your work though is very good, thought provoking, touches me inside and leaves me with a sense of revelation. Truly gifted you are!
29th Sep 2009 2:56am
this is a well thought of poem. it has depth and a smooth pace to it. i really like the concept and the delivery. it sounds genuine and i like that in poetry a lot. keep it up...
