Inside
The wide eyed boy is playing with matches
Building dens
Walking to school
Drinking water from the tap
Wet faced
Wolf whistling
Laughing too loud
With yellowed teeth
Receding gums
Moles and warts
As I swing toward the sun
Fishfingers for tea
And gout
Hernia and grass stained knees
Jenny died last Friday
Charlie’s got a shadow
That ain’t a rabbit
I saw a double rainbow
It landed in the field
Where the cowslips grow
Ears growing hairs
Let’s have a game of war
We can be on a bus
And I can have a bomb.
Kaboom
Let’s look at the good porn
Where she doesn’t want to
And we rape like the Viking’s
With horns in our hats
Macho men shagging
Eye lids sagging can no longer
Jump the hedge
My Edge is a soft verge
I have a butter knife in my pocket
And I’m going to do you
Good.