Category Archives: Poetry

I wish we could go back, but we can’t

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Alex with the perfect legs

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Simon Karlsson/Letizia Guel/Boys By Girls

A lad called Alex
A Rotherham lad at that

A lad called Alex
Whose legs are perfect
And not bad for a Rotherham lad

And those legs
On a lad called Alex
Would be perfect to touch

But that lad called Alex
Who’s not a bad lad
A Rotherham lad with perfect legs
Has a girlfriend

I dream about that lad
A lad called Alex
A Rotherham lad
With perfect legs

Once I was a name on a toilet wall

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Once I was a name on a toilet wall.
I suck dick. I bend over.
A chosen one. Never the loner.

Once I was a name on a toilet wall.
A calling card. It was never hard.
A number. Underlined. Always starred.

Once I was a name on a toilet wall.
Youth on my side. Means to provide.
More than one had to be denied.

But life plays games.

Once I was a name on a toilet wall.
Fading by year. Harder to adhere.
Youth abandoned. It would disappear.

Once I was a name on a toilet wall.
But no more.

Summer Night

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The moon falls. An owl calls. Silence. The night is sweet. Coolness calms. Shadows and darkness. A gentle breeze. And then, distant in the valley, the sound of a lonely train.

Alfie’s out/Alfie’s In

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(Image/Marco/Pinterest)

Alfie’s out. Alfie’s in.
Alfie likes me.
Alfie messages.
Alfie is sweet.
Alfie is shy.
Alfie is young.
Alfie is wise.
Alfie’s out. Alfie’s in.
Alfie doesn’t talk.
Alfie ignores me.
Alfie doesn’t like me.