Love Sonnet
Mayfair Smooth!, your shining pack
Held the scaffold of my day
Five for paying myself back
For the things I had that went away.
Ten to keep me bland and sweet
Tie up the bitch-cow out of sight
Five more so I don't need to eat
Ten more to help me drink all night.
I don't know where the others went.
They turned to brown stuff in my lungs.
I do like men. But best prevent
Myself from kissing them with tongues.
But you stole from me, you crappy lover
My money and youth. Fuck off. Its over.
Mayfair Smooth!, your shining pack
Held the scaffold of my day
Five for paying myself back
For the things I had that went away.
Ten to keep me bland and sweet
Tie up the bitch-cow out of sight
Five more so I don't need to eat
Ten more to help me drink all night.
I don't know where the others went.
They turned to brown stuff in my lungs.
I do like men. But best prevent
Myself from kissing them with tongues.
But you stole from me, you crappy lover
My money and youth. Fuck off. Its over.
2 comments:
well done. Jolly good show.
I'm impressed - must have been the lack of sleep and all that fresh oxygen flowing into your brain.
Which is refered to in the following extract from the daily London Lite:
'Within 20 mins of quitting, blood pressure and pulse return to normal and circulation improves. After eight hours, blood oxygen is back to normal. A full day of giving up and the lungs begin clearing out mucus and debris. After three days breathing becomes easier as bronchial tubes relax. By two weeks, circulation is noticeably better. Between three and nine months, wheezing becomes less frequent. After one year, the risk of a heart atack is half of that of someone who smokes. A decade after giving up, risk of lung cancer is half that of a smoker'
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