Nasty Little Collection
New poems (2010)
When they ate out they had one rule - they were not allowed to order for themselves
I didn't realise you were waving at someone else. I thought you were waving at me.'
no peer pressure or impressing bigger boys I just went to the hotel cigarette machine
I saw my dead nan on the ghost train she said this is a good ghost train isn't it.
I used to hate the taste of whisky if I was offered some I'd pause before I drank it like I was about to break bad news. As it trickled down I'd grimace
you've been like Screech from Saved by the Bell unable to find a new role answering endless questions about Zac Morris and Mr Belding.
before I closed my curtains at night I'd check the sky for asteroids hurtling towards earth
one day I saw an ambulance and was so relieved the next day when you were out in the garden again a trowel in your hand
if me and you stick at it don't set our sights on unrealistic goals then we will both get our carriage clocks a handshake from the CEO
I'm writing a poem a day about the World Cup. This is day 4, a response to Germany beating Australia. See all the poems at worldcuppoems.blogspot.com
They always read the same books, side by side in bed, turning pages simultaneously.
On my lunchbreak I walked past a Japanese restaurant and saw my friends sat at a table by the window.
and the whole world is a single carriageway with cars indicating and pulling over
but every time you either stumble over your lines, a police car screeches past or someone creeps into the back of the shot
Your chiropodist hasn't answered her phone all morning 'What can she be up to!'
My love life is like the unlucky shop. Derelict most of the time and then suddenly a bakery.
Most people are phoning work at 9.05, ‘I’ve overslept again. I’ll be there as soon as I can.’
Poem about this story http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/newstopics/howaboutthat/6535813/EuroMill...
'How's Lily?' people in the office would ask and I'd tell them the things we'd been up to.
He deals with problems the same way he deals with the dripping tap in the bathroom just puts on his music until he can't hear.
I take a seat on a bench. It starts to rain. My pound is swallowed by the vending machine,
'I am in love with a girl called Kelly' I tell my tattooist but by now he knows that more than anyone.
I was on top of a human pyramid motorcycle display team when she texted to say she was leaving me.