march of the wounded

fighting a plague under the rhythm of the sun

the march of the wounded and insightful had begun

with love and grace

being replaced

by a military taste from the pillow case

wielding a symbol of for one and for all

a suicide service on which an empire will fall

grave digging dictators waiting in line

the firing squad of freedom

about to blow minds

slip away from the reaper

bathe me in delight

throw me your roses tonight

amongst the wolves and bay of pigs

their notorious leader stood

shrouded in a cloud of mist

and drowning in a flood

of tears and blood and misspent youth

from penny flute to strict salute

graveyard minds full of memories

his war torn eyes and old mans knees

slip away from the reaper

bathe me in delight

throw me your roses tonight

i hate maths

the last time i used a protractor i was 16 and taking my maths GCSE

it was my fourth attempt

i passed with a C in the end

eventually i went on to get a degree

a degree i didn't have to use a tool to find

although on that path a tool did get used quite often

should i have learnt a trade?

no student loans, no overdraft, no uncertainty

mortgage, wife, dog, cat, grafters hands and a kid?

drink problem

not a problem you can solve with a protractor

would there be more or less alcoholics if you could i wonder?

some fuck stole my pencil case once

protractor included

it was shaped like a pepsi can and decorated in biro

not the protractor

the pencil case

tom lvs michelle on the top

MUFC down the side

MUFC on the bottom

one day id like to go to brazil

the bottoms there are very appealing

the day my pencil case was stolen i wasnt that bothered

i just bought a new one

exactly the same

was that boring of me?

doubt it i was eleven

i once stole a t-shirt from H&M

i was a bit older than eleven though

plain white medium v-neck

not exactly high rolling

the price

not the cut

four ninety nine

im ninety nine per cent sure i don't know where im going with this
whats my angle?
i could do with a protractor
somewhere along the way i lost the t-shirt

like i lost my mind once

on ketamine

everything around me folded up until i eventually turned into a suitcase

glad i got my degree