Month: October 2016

The light

Behold the ardent lantern
shining brightly in the night:
That’s where I’m headed
— to that glorious holy light.

I walk the road with Jesus,
he is my guide and scout.
Wanna bet before I get there,
the bloody light goes out?



The choice

I’m not afraid of dying,
cos I never really lived.
Twenty years on A Wing,
a sinner unforgived.

Maybe I should end my life,
bring closure to the pain,
or maybe I should grab a knife
and do it all again.


Advice sought

All the problems that I have
are really just one kind:
Should I kill it with the blowtorch,
or simply make it blind?

Answers on a postcard, please,
when you have the time.
I won’t be going nowhere
till two thousand eighty-nine.


The gift

My later kills were darker
than my early ones.
That’s something I discovered
when I watched the old re-runs.

Something in me growing darker
— was it years of acid rage,
or just the bitter boredom
of unsettled middle age?

So it’s good to have the footage,
all in order and on file.
You can see how I developed
my own beguiling style.

They say an unexamined life
is not worth living.
I’ve examined over twenty
— it’s the gift that goes on giving.


Bible belt

Twemlow, have you lost your mind,
all sense of rhyme & reason?
No one but the Antichrist
wears yellow in mid-season.

Don’t go outside wearing yellow,
please tell me that you won’t.
You know what folks round here are like:
‘God loves you, but I don’t.’

So put away the yellow,
make an effort to conform.
They’ll hang the baby Jesus,
if he ever is re-born.


Dark side

An old grandad in the park today,
tickling two young kids,
they were screaming with hysterics
— I just hope they were his.

That’s the way my mind works,
at the age of 53.
I always see the dark side.
No one ever tickled me.