''Fucked.........''

I'm in Limbo, not knowing.
Yesterday it came from out
of now where.. Yes I got a
job, but for how long I
don't know. Christmas
will be fun, by January
I might be well n truly
hung!! My job is on the
line.. so how do I feel?
Good question, after
several large glasses
of red wine... I'm
surprised I can still
type, let alone see
the keyboard.... hick!
I can only hang on and
see what the new year
will bring. I want to
stay optimistic.. but
daren't hold my breath.
I now the economic climate
is basically 'FUCKED!' And
by all accounts... me too!!
I am a worker, not a
shirker, spelling I've
given up, ya remember?
My future's totally
FUCKED!!!!!!!!!!!!
Uncertainty isn't
good for the soul,
I know I'm down in
the fuckin dumps, but
this red stuffs keepin
me on the up n up...
Coconut ice any one?
I've really lost the
plot now, slurp!!nod!
Smile.. blurred..
vision, WHAT??
So next time some
one asks how I am..
I might burst into
hysterical laughter
just in case... but
inside I'm feeling
empty. Don't get me
wrong I love
my job..cleanin the
shit of toilet
seats is really
quite rewarding.
Now it's my turn to
be 'shat' upon..
I have to laugh,
cuz if I don't I
mite just cry....
So for all these
years I've given
my all... this is
the thanks I get..
Bummer... I want
to go home...........!

Turn off the light

Christmas...
just around
the corner.
Gifts to
buy, graves
stood by.
Lost souls
remembered.
Cheery sigh.
Friends who
give, with
thankfulness.
Time for
fine wines
and food, to
fair. But
while you
sit n eat,
hungry dogs
lie sleeping
at your feet.
Turkey's
cooked,
nut cracker
suite...
just give a
thought of
what life
would feel
like, street
wise, sleepin
crumpled in
a cardboard
box. Door
ways, gates,
frozen face.
Who've lost
their faith
with solemn
grace...
Don't lose
sight of
these people's
plight...
tucked up in
your bed, shut
out the cold
at night...
No fixed abode,
no family to
love..could
you deal with
any of the
above? Christ-
mas is coming
the goose is
gettin fat,
please put a
penny in the
old mans hat.
If you haven't
got a penny,
a half penny
will do..if
you haven't
got a half
penny....
then 'God
bless you.'
Celebrate
by all means,
raise you
glass for good
cheer.. give
generously
to the man,
woman or child.
Turn off the
lights, shut
out the cold.
Will that
damp wet box
keep him/her
warm tonight?

Forbidden flesh

With delicate ease,
peel away the outta
layer, ripple..lick
suck each tender soft
tit. Encourage this
forbidden flesh, reach
down with subtle
tenderness. Roll
with accuracy..brush
away the hair, simply
caress these luscious
plump breasts..Mmmmm
Trace the softness
of lace... pluck
beneath.. inhale,
quick with impatience.
Tickle, gentle and
with care.. soft
warm pubic hair.
The barriers are
down.. intoxicate.
Fumble at your
leisure..come
play with me,
let me be your
pleasure......