5027 - Changes afoot

It’s time to shake things up. I’d like to sell

My flat but I would need a new mortgage 

I’m sick of people hearing through my wall

It stops me doing videos, can’t engage 

My voice, singing or speaking, feeling caged

Jealous of all those with a detached house 

That’s what I need. A small one, but purchased 

Outright or mainly paid off. It’s no use

Though til I’ve paid this one off. Meanwhile, mused

Today on dating again. That would help 

Sort myself out a bit, start a new stage 

Of life’s journey. It could keep me amused

A numbers game, a goal, love? Who can tell?

Why not? A partner is an advantage 

5026 - Today and Today

Among the graves, a sunny afternoon 

Walking round Salford checking out places 

A new graveyard to me, old though, new mown

So many stones in rows, life replaces 

The dead quite rightly, unlike old traces

Of religious thought quoted on these stones 

When you’re dead you’re dead, forgotten cases

The earth moves on, it isn’t sad, no moans

For life itself is temporary loans

Of land and air and water, films and tunes

While bodies work they take many paces 

And we think it’s permanent and our bones

And skin are exceptionally immune 

But see these graves and question your basis!

5025 - Yesterday and Today

Yesterday was Friday and I was pleased 

I did a good piece of work even though 

I wasn’t in a good place, not appeased

By recent events or responses. No

Apologies forthcoming. They should know 

That’s no way to treat people who are good 

You wanna fuck with me, then I will go 

What else do they expect? I wish they would 

Treat me as they’d like themselves. The sun should 

Cheer us up, and it did. My tan has eased 

Itself effortlessly so it will show 

Looks like I’ve been on holiday abroad 

Lying on the grass every day, sun’s rays 

The perfect medicine. Now drinks will flow!

5024 - True lying

Some people never lie, or so we’re told

Like this man. No, not me - the Big Fella!

But if we only knew, blood would run cold

It’s almost enough to make you follow 

Him, except that the truth ratio is low

There also. Where do you go for relief

When time and time again you’re left solo

It just feels wrong to rely on belief 

To find some comfort, sneaking like a thief

Into a house of thieves, hypocrites, old

Or simply boring. That’s not the answer 

Only doing what I want, there’s less grief 

That way. But what is that? Nothing to hold

On to or for right now. Feels eviller 

5023 - Back to work, back to reality

So - first work day since Thursday. Five days off 

Had good weather, and it’s continuing 

I must say, for my tan this is good stuff 

At lunchtime did an hour of sunbathing 

Then back inside for Covid home working 

Felt ok physically so I went out

For a walk in the evening sun, seeing 

Progression of new building round about 

The tax offices, my old haunting grounds

Including the new tax office. It’s off-

Red, with a wavy weave pattern. The thing 

Is, it’s not needed. We can do without 

Commuting, dressing smart, feeling we have 

To all be physically in one setting 

5022 - Eyes wide open

Not much sleep last night in Helen’s spare room 

Felt like shit to be honest, got no rest

Sick of this shit, got up early, went home

At least enlightened, and that’s for the best 

Took day off, assumed I could seek my bed’s

Sanctuary and doze off, but just couldn’t 

Partly cos the lawnmowers all blessed

Me with a big turnout, the noise constant 

The plus, I finished my book ‘The Planets’

Uranus, Neptune, Pluto, Voyager’s roam

Beyond. Then finished watching Money Heist 

First series. Refused to watch the second 

And began watching The Stranger. And some-

How stayed up til eleven! Shouldn’t boast!

5021 - Garden of Earthly Delights

Sunny day, two things happened. The lodger

Harry collected his things from the flat

Didn’t see him cos I’d gone out the door 

With a bag of picnic stuff tightly packed

So he collected his things, we’re apart

Safely, as I stood waiting for the bus 

Excitedly to go to Leigh, the park

Being where we’d head and sit down on the grass

But H decided to stay round the house 

And garden, for more privacy and more 

Facilities and overall comfort 

This meant we weren’t alone but nonetheless 

It was good, turning into a twelve hour

Binge and chat, oh yeah, quite some binge and chat