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paul sheridan Jun 14
she knew it was over
he hadn’t been home for days
why don’t you go home
she says   ..
in the pub, reading
someone says why would you read in
the pub
it beats talking
paul sheridan Jun 22
so what if I talk to myself
when I’m alone and
how the hell do you know  ..
paul sheridan Jun 10
I’m drunk
feel your

contempt
so not

quite drunk
enough     ..
old woman holding up the queue
as she fumbles for her purse
was once more beautiful than you
and far more fitting for a verse
paul sheridan Jun 13
she says these poems are
****, but what if she’s right   ..
paul sheridan Jun 11
this is where I live
I’d ask you in
but it’s a mess
there’s a few of us
going out tonight
if you’re interested

of course I am you
must tell me all about it
in the morning     ..
paul sheridan May 28
if you haven’t read any of the
british library crime classics, then
what is there left to talk about, muttered
the old bloke down the pub
paul sheridan Jun 28
quite like the calm appraisal
historians bring to the past
supplying a little distance
to that which is actually vast  ..
paul sheridan Jun 28
drizzle at the
bar grey
as muzzy
print

from your
morning paper
droplets of
ink
paul sheridan May 23
some days my legs work better
than others look at me oddly
as I clutch onto the railings, the wall
and you, you most of all  ..
paul sheridan May 23
the first time we met
I loved her face
but I fancied her legs
and I know that’s
sexist and objectification
but we’ve been
married for thirty two years
so who cares
paul sheridan Jun 12
my wife gets annoyed
I don’t know why
but best just apologise
people tend to comment on
the content or subject of a poem,
rather than the form or the style
it out, mate, style it out
paul sheridan Jun 16
city becomes us ill
and buildings rise and fall
in laboured breath
paul sheridan Jun 30
told as a boy if you cut a worm in half
half of it survives
but we’re not worms
boys just put down your knives
got you a lettuce
hope you like it
it’s as crisp and green
as an apple   ..
paul sheridan Jun 23
apparently relationships
have to be worked at, we laughed    ..
paul sheridan Jun 16
used to walk around
the city at night
with nothing on my feet
except myself
paul sheridan May 21
use a stick since my stroke
approximately four years
ago it was when I last ran for a
bus, but I don’t miss it
writing a poem on the bus
and the elderly woman sitting next to me
says oh, is it about us
paul sheridan May 21
just recently discovered
   christina rossetti on a second
hand book stall
  down the market there were
others shouting their wares so much louder,
   but who cares
paul sheridan May 24
old bloke in the pub says
he’s drunk on the unfulfilled hopes
of his youth
but in truth it’s the scotch
watched an old bloke on the train
struggle to open a packet
of sandwiches and offered him a hand
which he gratefully ate
rushed to the late night shop
but too late
it was shut
paul sheridan Jun 23
wrote a poem on the train
got a fine
and they made me
wash it off
paul sheridan Jun 21
don’t like coffee much
prefer tea
       and yet people are always saying
          we should meet up for coffee
    and I profoundly disagree   ..
paul sheridan May 26
old bloke in the café reads his
newspaper religiously
over breakfast every morning and
thanks God for letting him be
for now
ok so I’m alcohol dependent
you got a problem with that ?
paul sheridan Jun 17
poured myself a drink
what about me?
you can pour me the
next one  ..
paul sheridan Jun 17
they used to love each
other things happened  ..
paul sheridan Jun 14
suppose if I ever came
up with a really
memorable poem I wouldn’t
have to write it down
paul sheridan Jun 11
they say a time machine wouldn’t
be possible
but that’s *******
I’ve got a clock
accepting that I drink too much
is one thing,
but how about another?
think you have right
on your side, try spending time with
a few of the
wrong people entirely, darling      ..
not having felt great for
ages one somewhat ..
why the tattoos?
you were never simply
a blank canvas
a ****** masterpiece,
upon which you’ve allowed someone
to scrawl
apparently thought
is out of fashion is all
about how you feel
paul sheridan Jun 29
can’t sleep
and so I write

doubly cursed
am I at night
paul sheridan Jun 29
alright I’m the worst poet you’ve
ever read
I mean what do you want
me to say ?
paul sheridan May 20
aren’t as many second hand
bookshops on the charing cross road as
there were when I was younger
of course, so were they   ..
we rented a room
so cold we went to bed
with our clothes on,
but not for long
could tell you were disappointed,
but then,
you tell it so much better   ..
don’t like restaurants
are full of people
who could have stayed
at home and cooked
opened a bottle of scotch
“how’s that going to help?”
ever tried drinking this stuff
with the lid on    ..
threw it aside
thinking of course
a poem is never

as good as
it might have been,
though    ..
your underwears me down
with it’s expectation of
fulfilment, but I’m just not in the mood
right now I’m reading

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