Most proper artists will sketch what they are about to draw first. I don’t normally do that when I am drawing in a Word document. Hence the Kung Fu stance looking more like a ballerino. By the time I had realised the drawing wasn’t right I had already put in too much effort to erase it so suffer.
Monthly Archives: January 2022
We Can Make Fake Real
The Coming Of Age
All On My Own
All on my own, that’s where I wanna be
All on my own
Don’t own a home
Homeless
And helpless
Can’t think
Distress
Then tease it out
Rock and roll shout
Here we lay
Can’t have a say
It’s a quorum
Roam in the forum
Don’t need a woman but
I want her badly
Take her shit gladly
She looks like queen
Her eyes do gleam
She radiates lust
Yeah and she has good bust
Not made of clay
Says she won’t stay
I can leave her
The butcher’s cleaver
To chop the head off
Written off on paper
Off the wall off the drapes
She eats sour grapes
Crush with feet hear her whine
Can’t walk a straight line
All on my own,
that’s what I want to see
I got stung by a bee
Now I’m swollen
Going strolling through the daisies
Think she might maybe
The bass takes the front line
Ten cents is a dime
Won’t stand in your smile
I’m frowning cause I’m drowning
Lonliness
Happiness
Wants a glass of Guinness
Don’t want to wash the dishes,
So I won’t
No one to say don’t
Lonliness is the payoff
Said she got laid off
Needs help
Hear her yelp
Can’t stand her attention
Or my memory retention
She can’t take my body
Doyle that’s Roddy
Shoot ‘em up
Car chase
Last line disgrace
Just leave me alone
Rome wasn’t built
And the tower did tilt
From the people
Two lines equals
One and another
Don’t think I will bother
I am already too beat
And the swelling the feet
Could you really love me?
Will you be she
Buzzing around
In your dressing gown
I think I want to
Have another drink with you
We can drive the screw
In the orange juice
My fingers sluice your love