Wednesday 29 July 2009

The Daily Fail!

It must be nice to live in the Daily Fail world,
everything so simple, clean cut, straight forward.
The poor, the lowly scum that they have to tread over in streets awash with wrappers from Tesco value treats.
Living of the thousands of pounds the government so gladly give.
Wasted on the horses, cheap vodka and children dressed from clothes brought from the bargain bin.
”Poor little savages”, “Sad little sods”, “good for nothing parents to lazy to get a job!”
No nothing is quite as simple, nothing is quite as good, No nothing is as wonderful as a daily fail snob.

Simon Rudd (B.sc hons) 

Summer Holidays

Such a stupid idea,
utter madness,
morons must have decided,
months before the event!
eventually it all falls flat,
rotting in a pit.

Helpless long drawn days,
orgasmic pain and grief,
longing for a release,
in special cells we sleep,
dirty and smell clothes,
aromatic smells of feet,
years more to go,
someone help me please!

Thursday 16 July 2009

small cuts

small cuts in my flesh,
strands of skin and ghoulish mess,
held together by strings of meat,
listening to hearts last beat.