I wanted to take my time with women
wine them dine them get them to laugh
funny begets sex
and sex begets joy
but all I got was an urchin called Sid
three weeks old, and a fucking cry baby
tugging at my moobs
hoping to be breastfed
expecting me to wear clean shirts
shower everyday, stop smoking
look at schools, worry about mortgage
worry about insurance and ‘job’
it really does get you in the end
Life
i was suddenly an old man
even responsible, some would say.
A heathen poet 