poem notes

Feeling kind of mean-spirited today - "Yes I'm evil, you'd be evil too" - so started a piece that's going to be called see you at the funeral. These are the initial notes. As ever the finished piece probably substantially different will be posted when it's ready - or maybe before, I'm real shit at editing.

you're going to grow up and get jobs and get old
and laugh over dinner parties about how you got high
on that snowboarding trip and you won't even be 30
nothing but midlife breakdown embarrassing your kids
too look forward to. see you at the funeral.