Sulks the Size of Woe

There's not a table in the courtyard
Nor are there any in the homes
It takes a tub of getting used to
Having bedroom soup alone
There is a shelter by the golf course
But only one or two driving
There's never queues outside the clubhouse
They should have built a better thing

Cuddle around the screen in the hope that you might be seen

A gutter overflows upon weeds
After the driest April drink
The wind direction's always backwards
More than love is on the wing
Only Viz can quell the worries
That multiply and feed on life
Coffee counter chorus saviours
That keep a world-awareness wiped

The scrappiest place to be a stones throw from shimmering sea

The scholar clocked today the untruth
That Vonnegut women exist
A graduate from yonder clown school
Half remembered, never missed
Oh to be ignorant and hollow in a prison you don't know
To hear "be careful what you wish for" gives us sulks the size of woe



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Writer(s): Alexander Jackson
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