UTOPIA

Upon tenacious waters.

Pregabs carry us .

As we float, goat, and gloat.

But no greed.

Shall tear us apart.

Hover over utopia.

England.

Tears flood the river medway.

England.

Once great Britain.

Now contained.

Europeans, all kinds of race and religions.

No more England.

She is fading.

Over crowded.

Soon enough we squeeze.

But not with ease.

Pushed, shoved.

To the bottom of the white.

Englishman.

And English women.

Utopia, now a parallel platform.

I seek solitude.

Peace of mind.

Utopia is a safe, .

Full of pedigree.

English, Irish, Scottish, welsh.

Men and women.

That appreciate.

This beautiful island.

That is and always will be.

England...)

lonely

Why so lonely.

So isolated.

Alone.

far to long now.

Shall i look beyond these four walls.

And seek the love.

I so so need.

I often catch the eye of .

beauty.

Is she looking toward me in disgust.

Or also in need of the love why all try and catch.

Why when i see such beauty.

Do i let it slip through my hands.

Full of anxiety.?

Or maybe excitement.

I look away.

Walk away .

Beating myself  up.

"you idiot why did you not assert yourself and make conversation. with such beauty."

Time after time i do it.

As she walks away.

I glare.

Look away.

Glare.

Walk away.

Why did i not. speak with such beauty.

So in need to be loved.

I picture.

Myself and a beautiful lady.
Free .

On a sun down beach.

laying.

cuddling.

hand in hand.

making love.

hearing her gentle voice.

Saying its alright.
.
I'm anxious.

She feels my nerves.

But its all ok.

we become one.

And nothing can get in our way.

together we are 12 foot tall.

romance.

Places.

We share together.

I look at her.

And feel like I've never felt before.

BUT now I'm on my own.

and cant find the love.

I so so need.

maybe.

its not meant to be.

Its not my time.

As time slips away.

I pray.

not to be alone much longer.

41 and .

AND.

So so  lonely.

LET US SEE SOME PORN ?

Nothing new.
nothing nude.
whats the time.
misses guess who.

Mr i have to tell you.
of the naughtiness.
fucked upness.
i once created.
The pornography.
sickened some.
small minded individuals.

But you Misess.
you know who you are.
as you entered.
entertained.

Whilst i strained.
the last drop .
of your goo.

I today shall share .
the video.
that you  and i misses.
made for fun.

now I'm out for the current bun.

Must i burn you.
share you.

let all see.

what a bad .

lady .

you have been ?

YOU TUBE. 

MR WIRED 247.

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LOSS OF MY BEST FRIEND

And he was just like.

A great full of love.

Full of life.

Gentle giant.

The whole of rusthall grange.

Has gone quiet.

Lost are your friends.

And loved ones.

Never shall i meet a man.

So caring so giving.

So far gone.

Are the days.

We spent.

Laughing and crying.

Ring ring.

My phone.

Rk pop down for a beer."

"BE 4 Min's my man."

Sitting and chatting..

the gloomy day away.

We shared our deepest feelings & thoughts.

Our demons spread out on the table.

Then we giggle.

As the alcohol slowly takes us away.

Away from the pain and misery.

That our demons have inbeded in us.

Together we were 13ft tall.

But now your gone.

And I'm left on my own.

I miss you so much my gentle giant.

Forgive my anger towards you.

I, as you know never meant it.

You will forever be in my thoughts.

In my heart.

I hope that one day.

I shall turn & look.

Over my shoulder.

And see plus hear .

Your laughter .

Forever more.

Please don't lay down to rest.

Be the man you know you are.

And keep on raving.

Keep a light on for me.

As i will be with you .

When my time is up.

And once i come up.

As you know.

I will never .

Ever.

Come back down.

Matthew Richardson.

Best friend.

THE HAIRY WOMEN

and the hairy arm pitted .

wo men.

with a beard.

tash

tattoos.

bad breath.

vomiting.

bile.

whilst.

carrots.

grew.

on her tash.

GOT A POUND.

NEED A BLOODY BEER.

well excuse me you sick fuck.

no i have no pound.

not for you any way.

she stretches.

arm pits in the air.

as the hair wavers .

in the midnight air.

just like a tree in a breeze.

then the stench.

as i yawn.

catches.

and i taste the renches.

stench.

i growl.

at this foal smell.

as i swallow.

the pen and ink.

projectile vomit.

rushes.#

through the stomach.

sprays up my throught.

and like venom.

splashes the minging women.

WHY ME. (the women asks).

why you what.

why knock me down.

with your sickness.

i have no sickness.

you sick fuck.

you hairy lipped .

work of god knows what.

you see the plot.

is.

the hairy women.

lets me know she loves me.

I'm shocked.

and as p.doherty says.

think that you know me .

your pissing me off.

yea you say that you .

love me.

why don't you fuck off..

feeling, looking worn out to much to talk about....

skin looks and feels.

worn out.

The scars.

bloating.

face bloated.

stomach with the barrel .

barrel grows.

and fulfils .

maintains.

haggard looking.

skin no longer taught.

and tight.

to many fights.

accident's.

age slowly.

catching up with me.

draining.

the once handsome .

body.

a carcus.

waiting.

maybe anticipating

excited.

as nature takes its course.

along with my once beautiful.

source.

carcus.

manipulates.

nature.

to gain its pleasure.

dot. dot. dot.........

A SAD TWIST ON LIFES JOURNEY

Kenny Moore

May 30

BEST FRIEND DIES

DO ALL I CAN TO SAVE HIS LIFE.
PARAMEDICS DO ALL THEY CAN.

POLICE DO ALL THEY CAN.

TO NAIL SOMETHING ON ME.
TREAT ME LIKE SHITE

WHILST IN THE CELLS.
ALL BECAUSE I LOST MY BEST FRIEND.
IN THE CELL.

GRIEVING THE LOSS OF A FRIEND.

WHO WAS SO CARING .
UNDERSTANDING.

NEVER SHALL I MEET A MAN.
A GENTAL  GIANT.
WITH SO MUCH LOVE TO SHARE.

I LOVE .

I MISS.

AND WILL NEVER FORGET THE GOOD TIMES.

WE SHARED.

I PRAY.

THAT ONE DAY
I WILL MEET.
MY GENTAL GIANT.

I WILL ALWAYS.
REMEMBER ALL THE HAPPY DAYS WE SHARED.
GOOD BYE
FOR NOW.
MY SPECIAL.
COLOSSUS.
FRIEND.

MUCH LOVE TO YOU .
AND PLEASE LOOK OUT FOR YOUR WONDERFUL
LITTLE GIRL
AND YOUR GREAT MUM.
REST IN PEACE.
OR PLEASE

KEEP
ON RAVING.

LOVE ALWAYS.
AND FOREVER.
KENNY MOORE

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DREAMS

I am walking alone.

When i see a couple walking towards me.

Over a green park.

"Kenny".

I hear.

Turn & look at the couple.

And am struck by elation.

Followed by emotions not felt for a very long time.

Hello.

Chrystal ann baird.

"How do you know my full name"

Chrystal asks.

She walks over to me.

Looking absolutely beautiful.

Stunning.

Chrystal looks me up and down.

I become uncomfortable.

And say.

Please don't get freaked out by what I'm about to tell you.

I know your full name as.

I don't know maybe another life time or something i cant explain.

Chrystal you & i.

Were lovers.

Best friends.

And engaged to be married.

Sadly you died at the age of 20 chrystal.

Chrystal and i sit chatting.

And all the feelings i had & felt.

Whilst chrystal was alive.

Came flooding back.

Then i cant breath.

I'm having a panic attack .

Then i awake.

With a tear rolling down my left cheek.

Such a powerful dream.

Or is it a sign.

I wish i knew.

But what i do know is

My love for 

chrystal ann baird shall never die.

R-I-P