Saturday, 31 May 2014


Here I was thinking I had my temper under control
Here I was thinking what she said was worse
Here I was thinking you’d changed
Little did I know you were still the same

If not worse

If not a little more up your own arse
If not with more audacity
If not more foolish

How can one travel so far in reverse?
How can one devolve to a state of pure delusion?
How can one be so clue-less?
But here you are, blind

There you are

There you are unaware of your own stupidity
There you are naïve in the light of the obvious
There you are uneducated
Unable to understand how unamused we are

You child.