What the Hell?

A criminal in his cell. With a T.V and radio, what the hell? Three meals a day A library down the hall, A fully kitted gym Even football. Enough to keep him going untill his thoughts get too much, Can’t express his fellings Craves that human touch. He’s lost in his memories but forgets herContinue reading “What the Hell?”

Remembering

Feels like I’ve been here so long. So I strain to think back, to when things weren’t so wrong. But all I see is my hands cuffed in a sweatbox. So I strive even harder, trying to forget about locks. No! I’m in a cold court cell and like a scared snail, I retreat aloneContinue reading “Remembering”

like a gorilla in the zoo

There used to be this gorilla, in Southport zoo! And what a grumpy gorilla, he was too. Sit all day behind that dirty rotten screen. All the kids would bang, pull faces, quite frankly, be mean. How I used to wind that poor gorilla up, eating, sleeping, shitting in that hut. It was 1991 orContinue reading “like a gorilla in the zoo”

Keeping Faith

I am unsure why, when I’m alone in this cell, I start to dwell, on heaven and hell. Much I have lost within these four walls, lost, gone, insignificant to all. Wanting right now, as my mind is dense. In this hole, this hole of belligerence. Salvation from above can it really rescue me? beforeContinue reading “Keeping Faith”