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Superman

I've been awake, knocking on 56 hours now. 56 hours, all the clocks are broken but I know the time. Even superman was eventually defeated, killed by doomsday, dying in the arms of Lois Lane (Superman ...
Posted by simon on Thu, 02 Nov 2006 03:22:00 PST

Coming soon

This poem is under construction.
Posted by simon on Fri, 20 Oct 2006 12:17:00 PST

Tired

I'm so weary, exhausted, worn-out, drained, knackered, bushed, beat, sleepy, drowsy, fatigued, shattered, frazzled, shagged, FUCKED......
Posted by simon on Wed, 04 Oct 2006 10:53:00 PST

The conversation

"Fuck you" she says. "No fuck you, you fucking fuck" he says. Then the phone went dead. She's hung up on him, again. He hits the speed dial and waits. "Fuck meeee" he yells as soon as its answered. ...
Posted by simon on Fri, 29 Sep 2006 01:17:00 PST

Too early to think

There goes the alarm. Gotta get moving, gotta brush, wash, walk dog, think. Too early to think.
Posted by simon on Fri, 29 Sep 2006 12:24:00 PST

Go on fuck off

You swagger in after 33 years, Expecting a happy reunion. Wanker Didn't need you then Still don't now. Go on FUCK OFF
Posted by simon on Tue, 19 Sep 2006 06:11:00 PST

Departed

Can Angels feel, Can they taste, touch and love as humans can. Do they feel the soggy wetness seeping through there favourite pair of worn out converse trainers. Do they remember how it feels to ...
Posted by simon on Tue, 19 Sep 2006 09:31:00 PST

In and Out

Gripping at my throat.I bolt up and head for the doorUnable to swallowTo breathI cant breathI cannot breathfor fucks sakeBreath. Outside in the cold airlarge panicky breathsGulping at air like a selfi...
Posted by simon on Tue, 19 Sep 2006 09:19:00 PST

Boring Haiku

  It goes on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on
Posted by simon on Thu, 31 Aug 2006 12:26:00 PST

Death of the kebab girl

  The doorbell rang and you stepped into the room. The stains of vomit clearly on your dress. Then suddenly my heart began to boom. Even though you looked a fucking right mess. Our eyes met as I ...
Posted by simon on Wed, 30 Aug 2006 07:29:00 PST