Epiphany in a Toilet
today is when the Kings showed up
All 3 of Them
though with Harry's Tantrums they may never come again
A spike in USA again
So are you stuck in a toilet
Waiting to be rescued
So you read me, while you are sat there
or maybe just maybe you got an email
from me while I was stuck in Tinnitus time
in bed not with a gay Roman lover
but with a lot of hiss
Just like at a Pantomime
But without all the cross dressing
Just noise worse than a fart that lingers
forever and ever again
driving you around the U bend and back again
as you read me
or you could be an artist who wants to draw for me
So this is your Epiphany
while shepherds wash their socks by night, all seated in the sink
So don't mind the stink just carry on reading
Because of Tinnitus I cannot write Story Stories
as I cannot think for a full hour
An hour is all I need as I am very quick
so you get these which are my Bullet Points
So pardon me and hurry up out of the toilet
Or as these is paper in there
Maybe I should put it down in a Book
Enough I have to stop now my left shoulder
is killing me, and my Tinnitus exploding
Weather and noise can affect it, the deaf one
and my good ear is hypersensitive
Just like me
Is the Toilet free now
Or should I leave my stuff on the floor
For as you know Michael Casey is a stinker
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