HELLO WORLD.

You can do what you wish with it
As I won’t be there to witness it,
And tell your tales of nothing
Wearing another’s clothing,
Or wander nakedly at night
With legs astraddle or clamped tight -
And your wrong ways round mouth,
And your upside down eyes out.
You can have your tongue back, I don’t need it any more,
Your empty mouth may require its décor,
And your broken knee restraints returned
Along with love’s declared words burned,
Whose ashes were scattered overseas
With everything else that wasn’t free.
The wallpaper that you put up I tore down,
And replaced it with an autumn brown,
As I washed all the carpets clean,
And bottled all the stains therein,
But left the space that you once took
To remind me how I once fucked up.
I’m cleaner and clearer to see
Now your residue has gone from me,
And I retrieved an old chalk board
From the place where nostalgia’s stored,
And added up all the equations,
And concluded that our situation
Was based upon a one night stand
That contrived to have the morning banned:
An overslept hangover,
Unwashed lover,
Drunken bum….
…that I once loved.