The Orchards And Parlours Won't Be Your's Son

'A Man After My Own Heart'
And Sure I Do Not Doubt It
'Reminds Me Of Something'

His Grandfather Had Said
With His Perpetual Pissing
And Drenched Carpets

'Son, Son Who Are You?'
Returning With Your Stick
'Raised Off The Fat Of The Land'

Taking First My Glasses
So I Couldn't Read Aloud
The Journal Or Guide

'You Left Money In My Tea'
And Pear Slices With Cream
'A Man After My Own Heart'

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Our Open Window Banged On About An Exhausted Headboard
Meaning Awkward Angle For Necks
And Falling Asleep On Stomachs With Socks On

Now There's Moths Fucking About In Front Of The T.V
We Wouldn't Turn It Off If We Could
For You And Me Could Never Sleep In The Dark

And Late Nights Make Me Realise They Never Give Addresses
To Competitions Any More

And I Can't Remember Why
But I Am Sure There Were Fucks Given Just A Few Years Ago

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Shots In Window
Frames
Streetlights Without Tungsten
But Something Else

We Are Desperate Holes In Concrete
Stashed
No Overtures Across Parapets
Under Which There's Sleep

Amongst The Rocks Or Rumble
Gorillas
And Pigs Dressed In Plain
And Pigeons Steal Our Bread

I'll Wait Upon The State
Uniforms
Asking Is It The New Or Old?
Which Ever Is Still Free In Six Months

CK

Fragment #60

My Back's Wet With Rain
Not Sweat, It Don't Make Me One,
I Paid For This Tan

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I Tried Telling Juliet That William Spoke French Not Greek

'Can I Say Once You Were Confused In Paris
Your Dad Won't Care As Long As It Weren't Rosaline'

Now We're Gathered Here Today
Because Our Porter Said Her And I Should Fall In Love
If Only We Hadn't The Money Or A Stairs
We'd Have Wed Somewhere Far From The City
And She Won't Translate My Words For Me
I Meant To Say 'I Love Her'
Yet I Am Still A Little Hard To The Touch
Smoking With The Limo Driver
Pacing Between The Gents And The Top Table
The Concierge Says No Coming Out These Double Doors
But Let Me Sit Here For Another While
By The Exit Of The Smoking Area

'Mercutio, I Left Paris Confused More Than Once
So Please Don't Mention That Phase'

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Why Is It OK For You To Be Here

I'm With Starving Pigeons In Mid Air
In The Bus Station
And I'm Counting The Open Doors

Who Is The Bad Man,
Who Is Left Smeared And Sleeping On
The Living Room Floor

Until She Awakes, Late For Work
'Where's My Return?'
And Her Boyfriend Has To Collect Her

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Inheritance

He Didn't Want To Be Alone Here.
I'd Forgot This, This Was Once My Home
As My Father Passes In Two Years.
I Touch All The Wood Left In The Workshop
Yet All Has Been Sold By My Brother
While I Was Getting Over A Girl
Before She Cries It Might Be Mine

The Cracked Kitchen Tile,
Gum Between Couch Cushions,
Rusted Trampolines Being Blown Away
And Changing Hands In Neighbours Fields.
All Was Mended For It's The Right Thing To Do
While A Full Tank Of Gas Brought Me Alone To Fatherhood
Rocking In A Chair He May Have Built

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She Says 'Nightclub, I Love My Best Friend'

Here Take All These Free Drink Coupons Away From Me
So That We're All Ugly Behind Sparkling Glass
And You're Still Somebody's' Daughter
And My Salt Water
'I Do Remember Him But Not So Well
He Fucked My Girlfriend
Before We Wed?'

Can I've Them Back And Tequila Me So I Can Scream 'Asshole
I'll Go Through You For A Shortcut', At The Sink
And Realise Shit I Sweat Through My Shirt
'Lady You're In Luck'
Then Fault My Worship Of Love In A Fuck,
My Girlfriend's Skin Tasted Like Skin
And Yours Of Salt

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