Because of Love

If you were to make a list of things you should never do in the name of love

After the laughter had ceased when you first said

Stop

Then you might say, do not give love cheaply

Do not fall so easily

Because for all the bullshit about flying afterwards

The pavements are stained with the blood of broken birds that didn’t make it

You might say do not fall in love with the wrong person

You might as well say do not fall in love

Why do we say nobody’s perfect

But demand perfection in ourselves

Why do we go through the motions

Why do we still play against moving goalposts

It’s just a game to those who do lot like it

It is the lifeblood flowing through those who do

We hurt ourselves because we love you

The masochistic tango is our tune

Get Thee To Bed

I like to write at night when everyone is asleep

And no one can hear me stumbling stuttering

Saying something deep sending it twisting and tumbling

Turning it into something cheap

A punch line or bunting a not over brunch thing

A terribly overdone should have been counting sheep

Million miles a minute rain’s a natural beat

Never be making a killing but making mistakes

To fill the silence

Playing the record again on repeat

Playing the record again on repeat

I like to write at night no

The keys go tic tac as I type no

Why do I do this I do not know

I should gym get wider and go for broke

Ruin mothers like gin be a stylish bloke

Swag so much yolo I start to choke

When I shout marco you shout

I write at night when I have no time

And not every poem has a punchline