When you think 18:49 is the time only to find it’s the year.
put sixpence in a begging bowl and then find that it’s one big hole that you can’t ever fill.
I’ve had my fill and yet I starve, in solidarity I must add with those who do not have and never will.
I’m told to ‘mind the gap’ but we all know it’s a fuckin’ chasm.
© 2018, John Smallshaw.