Fishing in the Rivers of Life

Tag: Memories

  • Too Old to Pogo

    Too old to pogo Just an old git, Limbs currently feeble, No longer fit, For disjointed grooving, To angry alternative, Dance hits. Deaf as a post, With a badback, My childhood has scarpered, It ain’t coming back. Youth was never wasted On this young gun, Fuck me sideways, By Christ, I had fun. Sex and…

  • Dog Moves in Mysterious Ways

    The Ceremony Begins You never picture yourself at one of these ceremonies, but if you did, it would be like this. Cold, damp, and overcast. Perfect. As it should be. I always feel that the sun has no place here today; it feels too much like it’s trying to put the fun into funeral. I’d…

  • Ode To Lucy

    The dog that was never meant to be,Left quite an impression,One, deep and everlasting,Imprinted upon me.,You were the one we never wanted,And now we can hardly bear to part,For in our loving process,You smashed and broke,This, such a heavy, heart. Bloody dog, I’ll say it again,So many tears, mostly, all in vain,Can I ever feel…