Simon Stevens
Simon Stevens Poems
The pack of crisps I once regarded
Lie empty and discarded.
An empty plate inhabited by crust
Pizza consumed with lust.
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I’m moving out, I’m going,
I’m developing my career,
I’m facing down my fear;
I leaving Manchester and you
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I’m not getting you a necklace this Valentine’s.
Instead I’ll buy you a rope.
I’ll knot it in a noose.
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Roses, red petals like satin kisses,
thorns like the bitterness of a broken heart,
growing with the aid of the sun,
without which nought would grow.
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Empty, Vacuous And Lonely
The pack of crisps I once regarded
Lie empty and discarded.
An empty plate inhabited by crust
Pizza consumed with lust.
My sofa cushions perfectly molded
Blankets carelessly unfolded.
Overworked T.V on and blaring
And only one sat staring.
Phone off to stop the nagging
Desire totally flagging.
Work neatly piled against a door
Abandoned, boring chore.
Empty, vacuous and lonely
She was the one: the only.
It’s been decided that I’m surplus
Do I even have a purpose?
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