In The Wind

 

Yesterday’s hero on stage

With his bimbo

Desperate to climb

In the poles,

It’s sad in a way

Verging on vulgar

How they rail and spit

As if pinned,

No ideas or thoughts

Just repeating their rant

Like two sailors

 Trying to piss

In the wind.

 

Stephen Nesbitt ©

 

 

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