Words

A couple of snippets from ‘The Ramblings of a Northerner‘;

MILES AWAY
I wish I was miles away
Not tomorrow
Today
Somewhere warm
Stella in a frozen glass
Just chilling by a bay
Sweating my tits off
And tanning my arse
Another Stella
In a frozen glass
Blazing on a Cuban cigar
Living it large
Feeling in charge
Wearing an avocado
Cucumber and mud facemask

If only I could be miles away
No more emails
They drive me fucking insane
ASAP this
Prioritise that
No thanks, mate
I wanna be somewhere warm
With a yoga mat
Sorry, Diet Coke
And a cheeky double Jack

Take me somewhere far away
Somewhere without
Egg and chips
Pop and crisps
Chicken dippers
Roast dinners
Lukewarm tea
Soggy biscuits
And fucking fish fingers

I wish I was miles away
Even Scotland
Will do
Neeps, tatties and haggis
And a can of Irn Bru
I am watching my figure though
So I’ll have a battered mars bar too
And even though it’s full of Jackies
It’s miles better
Than this piss-stained zoo

Take me somewhere
Fucking miles and miles away
Away from all the fucking aches
And the pain
From the constant
Hate and disdain
The hatred
That is so culturally ingrained
Like the grey skies
And the fucking
Pissing
Down
Rain

I wish I was miles away
Just not in Benidorm
Or Spain

SAME
Everything’s the fucking same
The fucking scene’s
The fucking same
The fucking news
The fucking same
The fucking weather’s
The fucking same
They forecast sun
And it fucking rains
Nowt will ever fucking change
‘Cos everything’s the fucking same

The working day’s
The fucking same
A fucking job
You fucking hate
Tesco meal deal
On your break
It’s fucking cold
And fucking stale
You cannot wait
To get away
Your week in Zante’s
The fucking same
Two minute sex
And then the pain
When you get back home
It fucking rains
Nosey neighbours
Fucking complain
Cozzy Livs I fucking blame
Cos everything’s the fucking same

Political views
The fucking same
Waiting rooms
The fucking same
Train delays
The fucking same
I know
It’s a fucking shame
There’s no escape
From feeling drained
The fucking vibes
The fucking same
Even this poem’s
The fucking same

Maybe I’m the one to fucking blame
Cos everything’s the fucking same