Poetry

Thursday, 7 October 2021

Love catch 22

They want to catch me

In their decoy trap

They want to hold me

Safely off the map


I am wanted by the everyman

Wanted by the league

Wanted by the ferryman

Who just wants me to leave


Wanted by the school master

In the grand school hall

Wanted by disaster, 

When calamity calls


And I have given all I've wanted

And wanted more than I took

And read up on the haunted house

In your horror book


I have never wanted much

Just the warmth of your touch

Never wanted more

But perhaps it wasn't enough


And who now will want me?

But that I wind up dead

With a bullet in my back

And one more in my head


Who now will want me

But for a sordid power plot

One where law has acted

And I have got what I got


Who can contain their words

Like a humming from a hive

Oh yes I'm wanted well my lords

I'm wanted dead or alive


And I hold to ransom

All the people of my age

Who for a moment transformed

Like actors on a stage


Well I bit the bullet

Bit the bullet of love

And I chewed and I pulled it

But it was never enough


And it hit me in the stomach

I caught it in my gut

Oh I was down and hung it

Like a trophy in a hut



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