in our palatial bedsits
punk posters on the walls
we stared into the smoke screen
can’t tell what we saw
can’t tell what we saw
and down the street
at the end of the street
between the sky and dirty gutters
is where we used to drink
is where we used to drink
we drank to get drunk
we got drunk to forget
we forgot why we’d even started
until the time was spent
until the time was spent
and down below the pier
on the dead and pebbled beach
the tramps all licked their wounds
just like they were dogs
just like they were dogs
yet still we wanted more
a line from a song or more
any something more we could score
to take our breath away
to take our breath away
under a Brighton moon
the glow of cigarette butts
stars safety pinned to the night
it’s all so long ago
it’s all so long ago
it’s all so very long ago
much longer than a lifetime ago
now it’s pulled out from under your feet
oh such a cruel fate
oh such a cruel fate
slideaways 
this has a natural beat – could be a song.
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I borrowed some elements of Kevin Coyne’s song Fun Flesh on his 1982 album Politicz – I’d provide a link but can’t find the song on YouTube unfortunately. He’s an intriguing song writer with an interesting voice.
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That makes sense – the rhythm is certainly there.
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Wonderfully written! 🖤
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Thank you YLC – for reading and taking the time to comment. That’s appreciated 🙂
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Not at all… I always enjoy reading your work, but this one really did catch my eye!! 🖤🖤
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Thanks again – and likewise 😉
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Hi Colin, I really enjoyed this. Yes, it has a very song-like quality to it and the imagery is potent and vivid. Fantastic writing! T.
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Thanks Tom that’s very kind of you to say. I’ve been enjoying your writing btw although I’m a little behind at the mo. Always playing catch up it seems. Cheers, Col.
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Thanks Colin. I’m still trying to get to used to WordPress. I don’t find it very easy to keep up with people’s posts for some reason and don’t find the ‘reader’ very enjoyable to use – but there is some stellar writing to be found on here!
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Yes I know what you mean Tom. It also takes a while to build up a following but I think some of those who choose to interact with you will stay with you and that mutual support and encouragement is a wonderful thing, For me my blog is my personal tiny corner of the internet where I feel safe to deposit my words. I value that too. I find also that Twitter compliments my blog nicely. I often tweet short poems on Twitter which normally wouldn’t find a home on my blog. I also use Twitter as a kind of notepad where random thoughts get thrown. I don’t have a massive audience on either but I genuinely appreciate those who continue to stick with me on my writing journey through life. And I hope I give them a little bit of appreciation back every now and then.
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