Outcast Poems

Poems were from 2005 to date. I do regular readings at “Sparky’s Flying Circus”, Half Moon, St Clemence, every Thursday evening, and every other Tuesday “Anything Goes at Mangos” downstairs at Mangos, Cowley Road. Both near the Plain, Oxford, both start at 9pm. If you are around call in, have a beer, listen to some poetry and music. Come and read your own or play us something if you want. It would be nice to see you. Outcast Poet

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Tuesday, July 18, 2006

SID AND NANCY WERE OVER

Sid stared at Nancy's very brief text
Nancy just said "NO !", let Sid work out the rest
Sid's eyes watered
He thought of psychedelic sex
When Sid and Nancy were over

Nancy liked to drink too much
And Sid popped pills as his crutch
If it wasn't for all for love
It may not have mattered much
When Sid and Nancy were over

Sid woke up, dropped a Cipromil
Nancy's silence was enough to kill
Sid tried to face another day
But he didn't really have the will
When Sid and Nancy were over

From Botley to Eynsham Sids memories lay
In his heart Nancy never went away
If he was in the slightest religious
He would have started to pray
When Sid and Nancy were over

Nancy had dug her heels in when she said "NO !"
Sid had packed his bags, it was time to go
Sid really should have
Gone with the flow
But now Sid and Nancy are over.

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