Peter Pan And Me

Some people have nick-
named me Peter Pan.
Like that selfish prick,
I'm a self obsessed man.

Yes I am.

Yes I am.

Yes,
Really,
I am.




Parkstreet

Bum Poetry

I sent her,
For Christmas
A photograph
Of my arse.

She
Responded.
"How novel",
She said.

I sent her,
For I had to,
Some poems,
I love you.

She 
Responded
With silence,
Words unsaid.

She prefers
My bum,
To my
Bum
Poetry.





Parkstreet

Protest Protest

"What do we want?"
"New Reforms."
"When do we want it?"
"Now!"

"What do we want?"
"No tautologies."
"When do we want it?"
"Now!"

"What do we want?"
"To shout in unison."
"When do we want it?"
"Now!"

"What do we want?"
"To impress a member of the opposite sex with our conviction."
"When do we want it?"
"Now!"

"What do we want?"
"Well, some of us want to be picked up by a pair of chubby maternal arms and told that everything will be alright, and some of us just want a fight."
"When do we want it?"
"Now!"

"What do we want?"
"To rebel."
"What are you rebelling against Johnny?"
"Whaddya' got?"
"Now!"

"What do we want?"
"Yes, we are all individuals . . .
"Now!"

"What do we want?"
"Whatever it is we want it now."
"Now!"





Parkstreet

With True Love

Elderly couple, 
In the seats beside mine,
At the recital hall.
"If you fall asleep,
Am I to wake you?"

An evening out with
True love.





Parkstreet

Ko-fi

First Kiss

Breath like

A bar ashtray

At closing time, 

Like the dregs

Of a short,

Black coffee,

Like garlic

And mature

Parmesan.

If she wants to kiss me now

She'll never say

No.

Parkstreet

In Case Of Emergency

"You've left this section blank. Who would you like called in case of emergency?"

"This is a hospital, right?"

"Yes."

"Well, in the case of an emergency . . . call a bloody doctor!"

In case of emergency

Please call

Bozo the Wonder Clown.

I saw him once, 

At a child's party.

He was terrific.

His number

Is in the Yellow Pages.

Parkstreet.

Moist Fat

Human brain,

Made mostly
Of moist

Fat.

Think

On that.

Parkstreet

Ko-fi