Poetry’s a bloody joke
Why not just say it straight
The weight of words a heavy yoke
A mask for simple love and hate
Why not just talk plain talk
I don’t love you, life is pain
I long to see you, let’s take a walk
The earth is lovely in the rain
I feel so lonely, where is God
Why do you always turn away
When I don’t see you I feel odd
Just how I can’t exactly say
Pretty words can only say so much
Sometimes we only need to reach, and touch
Paul Milne
20/2/07
Dunbar
