At least I’m at peace
More people came than I expected
Surprising really
I never thought about this day
To watch my children watch me
I hate to see them sad
I wonder what everyone is thinking?
Are they grieving?
Did they love me?
Are they happy?
Well there is no money
Only debt
Couldn’t even get that right
Worse than Brexit
Look at that shit it left behind
I wonder what they are going to eat?
What do you eat normally?
I would sell my soul for a fish and chips
Oh no, a nice chicken curry
Good and spicy
I wonder whether it’s still as spicy?
Goodbye suckers
I’m off to haunt my ex
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This is a powerful poem, Phil. Are you okay? (That might be a silly question). I do hope you’re coping as best you can. (I’m not sure if you wrote this in the past or in the present). I care x
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No don’t worry, I wrote this on my lunch break, I thought it was a really interesting one. I’m enjoying the escapism and fantasy at the moment
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I’m glad you’re okay, Phil. It was a really clever take on the subject. I’m hopeless at writing anything with escapism or fantasy – I have a poor imagination. I’m pleased you’re enjoying it 😊.
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