Edna Sweetlove
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I have no home, no place in this grim dark city,
Where I may lay my head but the stinking gutter.
I am alone, unloved, with neither hope nor faith.
My worthless life is just one long disaster,
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My night-heart is cold-cruel and deepest black;
The eldritch curtain of the deathly sky
Curselike swathes my gloomy land of hate-dreams.
My soul lies buried in a well of pain,
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You have not lived a life that's full
Till you have snogged the possessor
Of a complete set of dentures.
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Cold, cold, cold the snow outside the country church.
The quiet park, in summer filled with children's happy cries
And singing birds and mothers, babes in arms, is quiet now.
Snow falls gently on the leaves and on the statue in the lake.
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In a dull London flat
Lives a skivvy they call the Gypsy
She will sweep all your floors
And clear away all your mess.
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Friendless And Hopeless
I have no home, no place in this grim dark city,
Where I may lay my head but the stinking gutter.
I am alone, unloved, with neither hope nor faith.
My worthless life is just one long disaster,
A meaningless stream of deep inconsequence.
Why not end it? Why not put myself to sleep?
In the lowly alley where my filthy body
Lies, sore-covered, in rank and odious rags,
I clarify my alcohol-confused resolve,
Crawling around among the soggy rat droppings,
Searching for some kind means with which to end myself.
At last, a broken bottle, friend to my waiting throat.
But it's only plastic and would not cut butter hot.
Instead of slitting my despairing jugular,
I barely scratch my grimy unwashed old jowls,
And then lie sobbing in the neglected culvert.
And a stray, mangy, cast-off, lonely mongrel mutt
Sniffs at my stained groin before pissing on me.
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I hope that people will appreciate my poems. They tend to be a mixture of appalling vulgarity and whimsical charm. They do not contain spelling mistakes or grammatical errors.
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4/18/2024 10:30:23 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I think I love you, Edna.