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October Snow 26/10/24

  • Writer: charlie stu
    charlie stu
  • Oct 26, 2024
  • 1 min read

Updated: Nov 25, 2024

Senior Beer

My round or yours?

I’m happy to but you’re three zeros up.


What will you have?

Preferably something younger than I am,

or water.

Don’t want to overcook the night.


Are you in that meeting tomorrow?

Ah,

it’s with you.

Forgive me, I’ll just refill this pint from a vein.


So how’s the kids, the wife?

Unmarried.

I’m sure I knew that.

Maybe sometime soon?

Let's switch rope before I totter.

I’m sweating again.


Oh you see someone you know?

For the best,

my flapping was taking me airborne.


Always a pleasure,

I’ll be human next time.


The Last In The Box

Who told you it wouldn’t last?

That summer days went cold,

that friends moved on.


A memory never ends,

it just makes way for the next,

and waits again for your visit.


Each sunset forecasts another sunrise,

We should merely toast each as they come.


Screen

I wandered in a cinema,

enamored in colour,

drunk on silver myths.


Chasing a high in crowded rooms,

another addict burning late nights,

ignoring full days.


Catching the tale of a dragon, 

the call of the void,

meeting a thousand old flames,

and a million new friends. 


Watching endless lives more forgiving than my own.

 
 
 

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