The coin in my pocket is lonely,
the dishes are high in the sink.
The electric went off on Monday,
desperate, not serious, I think.
I've a hand to plunge in the pocket,
and a day to wander about.
I can steal food from the market:
desperate, not serious, no doubt.
My job went with hundreds of others,
I've had interviews for three,
I've posted a handful of letters:
desperate, not serious, you see.
The ring on my finger is worthless -
it cost me a hundred or so -
the last things we gave each other:
desperate, not serious, I know
Comments
Silver Spun Sand | February 28, 2009 - 12:46
Seriously, but not desperately, I like this one, Ewan:-)
Tina
luigi_pagano | February 28, 2009 - 13:54
I'd hate to think what will happen when the situation gets serious.
At least in this tale of woes I can discern a note of optimism (or is it resignation?)
A good one, Ewan.
jennifer | March 1, 2009 - 11:34
I think it's denial. The note...
with a hint of irony,
a real thinking one, Ewan!
J x
threeleafshamrock | March 2, 2009 - 00:07
Desperately enjoyable, seriously clever! Nice one Ewen.
Chris