Father …. As you can see I have been coerced into presenting this eulogy to you on behalf of the family because quite frankly nobody else was prepared to do it!
A corner of a room is a misguided place to cower in. Bad move! Especially after you have just had chicken chow mein styled into your hair. You sit. Transfixed. You watch.
The balance is wrong It’s all out of sync I don’t know what to do? I don’t know what to think? Slowly so slowly It faded away Until all that was left Was this pale shade of grey?
Does part of your confusion? Arise from the contusion? Of that kiss so lovingly wrapped inside a fist? Why hold back? What’s pain? Just black A void In which to switch