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The Welter Of Arguments

Say you what?

Say it again, I dare you

A heave of insults tossed like feathers

Wallowing in the obscenities and froth

Down low the boil writhes

Won’t be long now

Time ticking away at the calm

Bombs exploding are softer than your tongue

Hanging on, is clearly coming up short

Don’t believe what is said

Lies fly like flies on shit, buzzards at a kill

But after awhile, you’ll tire

Just like you always do

I’ll fix us a drink

Give you some time to cool down and reflect

Just like you always do

And we’ll get drunk again and wake in the morning

In each other’s arms

Just like we always do

© Dicky J Loweman 2014

 

Daft Cunt

You’re a fucking daft cunt

A waste of air, a waste of time

You’re as welcome as an infected boil on my ass

And I doubt

Even a fucking leprosarium would take you in

I bet, in fact, you’d have a hard time finding a leper

Who would be seen with the likes of you

Wha…What?

You brought a bottle?

Weed?

Fuck all, and why didn’t you say so sooner?

I’ll buzz you in

It’ll be good to see you, mate

You fucking daft cunt