deepundergroundpoetry.com
Not a Bad Word
Not a bad word about Jim, I thought,
until I died and saw the light
shining out an arse or two.
“Always thought no-one could say
a single bad word about him.”
That one hurt the most,
coming from Juliet,
for whom I’d always buy a cup of tea.
until I died and saw the light
shining out an arse or two.
“Always thought no-one could say
a single bad word about him.”
That one hurt the most,
coming from Juliet,
for whom I’d always buy a cup of tea.
Published 11th May 2022
Author's Note
Written for the “You died” competition: https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/competitions/read/12258/#551783
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 0
reading list entries 0
comments 0
reads 279
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.
