by Danica Green
i. Goodbye
Rain is the sad weather,
Snow is reflective,
Such pathetic fallacy.
You'll still be dead when the sun comes out.
ii. So Long
I've never flogged a dead horse,
But I've kicked a dead rat.
I found it in the garden last summer,
Not a mark on it,
But covered in flies.
I kicked it to check it was really dead.
iii. Farewell
I'm taking the good china when I go,
You never used it anyway.
The duvet cover you said was too vintage,
The tacky seashell lamp
And maybe
Wait
...yeah
Fuck it.
I'm taking the cat.
i. Goodbye
Rain is the sad weather,
Snow is reflective,
Such pathetic fallacy.
You'll still be dead when the sun comes out.
ii. So Long
I've never flogged a dead horse,
But I've kicked a dead rat.
I found it in the garden last summer,
Not a mark on it,
But covered in flies.
I kicked it to check it was really dead.
iii. Farewell
I'm taking the good china when I go,
You never used it anyway.
The duvet cover you said was too vintage,
The tacky seashell lamp
And maybe
Wait
...yeah
Fuck it.
I'm taking the cat.
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