You leave for school
where you learn the first rule
gotta show them you're a fighter
so you learn to bully and order boys
then you graduate, jeans pulled tighter
trade those in for khaki pants and courdoroys
and polished dress shoes, and far much less booze
you find you've actually grown fed up of the club scene
cant dance thinking of bills, so you switch to the pub screen
to watch Premiership football instead of girls shaking their asses
grinding out chain smoked cigarrettes and pondering over their ashes
more frequent Catholic masses to replace spending time with your vanishing friends
you realise you've watched every movie and you always seem to know how it ends
so you take on existentialism and wonder who's been backseat driving your life
you barely recognise your wife who you only notice when you dont have sex
switch from Ray Ban Shades to those dull yet distinguished specs
your body's not exactly what it used to be anymore
any sport activity leaves you writhing on the floor
next thing you know, gotta use a walking cane
until all you know is the ever-increasing pain
forgetting the things you thought you knew
but when did life forget about you?
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i was goin, "no... No!... NO!!... NOO!!!" with each line
I was thinking 'Morphology' and wondering whether the form I see is supposed to mean something.
Great piece by the way.
it ought to be a quote, "you eat, breathe, shit and die. that's life."
neat. the way you use the length of lines to show slopes & highpoints. i hope ur getting paid for ur work.
Dark!
me, likey the use of the triangle there! artistic...so did u first count the words b4 organising them?
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