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Was at restaurant with family
We don't see often And I thought I was better. Having food sensitivity I didnt even look at the menu And I ordered a dependable steak No peppercorn sauce. Came with chips, and salad. And my uncle is one Of the funniest people I know. And we spoke about sport And then him and my mum Got engaged in discussion From their younger pasts. And normally If their Is a lull in the festivities I keep occupied I will read the specials board Look at the decor But tonight I found myself Doing a genuine spacing out That I have only ever Experienced when I Was going through the depression After a breakdown. My Aunt who is unflappable And so calm asked if I was ok Like she had not Seen someone do it before. It left an impression. Not one I desired. She was the one Who told me to keep doing my art. |
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I was at my nans
And my Bro and his gf Asked if I'd Like to stay for Tea and it was Chinese. I said yes Before I realised I couldn't eat much From the Chinese Because I'm intolerant to soy sauce And other things And also conscious of money I said a starter of spare ribs. My Bro and his gf Shared chicken fried rice. I should have got Chips n gravy But the chip were Not great from that Chinese. I succeeded at dripping Gravy on the floor. And my Bro joked Can't take her anywhere. But she was nice And my dad said She would quite happily Blether away to my parents In the living room Even if my brother was busy. At my grandfather's 80th I ordered the spaghetti carbonara And my cousin Kept calling my brother "The scheme" which Was a programme Set in Kilmarnock And my brothes gf Agreed that he was "pretensious" And that was being polite. To me it was not a joke. It was him believing That we were a class below him. I just remember My mum and dad Coming home from Pub one night Early enough for Chinese But ratted none the less And my mum spilling Gravy all down her top. And me being sober Thinking crikey what a Lovely state of affairs. Last edited by Kurushi22; May 04, 2018 at 05:19 PM. |
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Thanks for your poems. Have you seen the poetry section?
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Not accepting gift. It was a brilliant choice. "Don't tell your mates On the council estate Because there's no one to trust. And don't tell the sky While he spits down on your eyes But tell the priest if you must." I was insensitive towards males. Can I blame David? Coach? My deadbeat dad? I got a book from David's sister And I said to nurse That I'm not really into Fluffy chick lit. And she said "Goodness me It's a present, it shows They are trying and thinking of you. " But I was in denial That I was even unwell . The lack of insight. My Aunt also got me Flip flops for going Around with. I liked them. And I read the book When I got home And it was about platonic love. |
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Apologies for my Typos. But I don't Proof read incase I wimp out of posting. |
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I didn't mean he was bipolar
But his dad hushed him When he said that when He drinks a lot He doesn't get to sleep At all sometimes. When it normally does The opposite for most. |
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GO to uni. Just GO to uni. You can chill. You know proper chill out (smoke he meant) .
I wanted a career or a chance at making a decent living. Fulfilling my potential. It was different for him. He was so cushioned and full of entitlement. He was middle class. I was definite working class. I wouldn't have been able to chill. I would have needed a job. I didn't know what I wanted to be. My mum laughed in my face when I was a kid when I said I could be a nurse, a teacher or go to art school. We didn't even have a computer till I was mid way trough high school. |
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Interesting! I like 'em.
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