03-21-2018, 08:21 AM
1
We were both sitting
with guns in our mouths
I won't be the one
who jumps in the pool first
with you standing at the side laughing,
me floating
as my brain is dispersed in cold chlorine.
So we'll sit hear at the kitchen table
holding our guns,
unable to speak
until it's time for my flight.
Well go ahead, punk
give me a reason
to stay.
2
I've just been body scanned
terminal 3, there's a shade of grey
I now call Manchester,
stressed of my tits with knob heads
and their see through bags of make up shit.
I stood in line with my
fuck you, don't bother me music on.
No I don't have a laptop or any liquids,
yes I have removed my belt.
I put my hands over my head
so they can see the crack of my arse
and wait to be spat into the shopping bit.
Coffee, beer and Kfc at 6:33am,
there must be a Paris flight
because of all the Mickey Mouse ears,
parent wearing special Tee shirts,
it's not even the real Disney.
They call my fight and we like sheep,
bleat towards the gate, Ryan Air dogs,
check in all our two wheeled pull alongs.
Hey mate you're in my seat,
yes I wanted to be by the window,
no shit? so do I.
Headphones on and hood up,
fuck off world it's Monday morning
and I'm going to work.
Just been told areoplane mode.
3
Ive been stealing stale air
from our conversations
breathing it onto passers bye
to see them turn black.
They just carry on working
bring back their bags and smile,
as if nothing ever happened.
We were both sitting
with guns in our mouths
I won't be the one
who jumps in the pool first
with you standing at the side laughing,
me floating
as my brain is dispersed in cold chlorine.
So we'll sit hear at the kitchen table
holding our guns,
unable to speak
until it's time for my flight.
Well go ahead, punk
give me a reason
to stay.
2
I've just been body scanned
terminal 3, there's a shade of grey
I now call Manchester,
stressed of my tits with knob heads
and their see through bags of make up shit.
I stood in line with my
fuck you, don't bother me music on.
No I don't have a laptop or any liquids,
yes I have removed my belt.
I put my hands over my head
so they can see the crack of my arse
and wait to be spat into the shopping bit.
Coffee, beer and Kfc at 6:33am,
there must be a Paris flight
because of all the Mickey Mouse ears,
parent wearing special Tee shirts,
it's not even the real Disney.
They call my fight and we like sheep,
bleat towards the gate, Ryan Air dogs,
check in all our two wheeled pull alongs.
Hey mate you're in my seat,
yes I wanted to be by the window,
no shit? so do I.
Headphones on and hood up,
fuck off world it's Monday morning
and I'm going to work.
Just been told areoplane mode.
3
Ive been stealing stale air
from our conversations
breathing it onto passers bye
to see them turn black.
They just carry on working
bring back their bags and smile,
as if nothing ever happened.