what will survive of us…

what will survive of us…

the old brickwork
shivvered away
the remains of painted love,

“jezz does helen”

rained and blistered, faded,
years after they forgot
those clumsy moments,

the school wall crumbles,
slowly arthritic joints
need repointing,
but are lost
on some crumpled list,

the last scratching,
etched and chiselled
by metal ruler,
and adolescent earnest,

what will survive of us
is ciggy stubs
and half remembered
blow jobs.


1 Comment

Filed under Poems 2007-2009

One response to “what will survive of us…

  1. The last two lines caught me up short. I would hope that mine would be remembered. I’ve been told I’m rather good at it. LOL

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