grandad

i was on one knee
a makeshift urinal 
for your moment of lucidity
you looked at me calmly
and you were the man that i knew,
you softly said sorry, 
i saw a tremble, an earthquake, 
over your wrinkled skin, 
i'd do the same for you,
i pulled up your trousers, 
let dignity renew itself,  
and your eyes glazed back,
marry for money
never for love,
you looked out the window,
the blackbirds were screaming
have you acknowledged

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Author: angus macnaghten

cynical and cyclical, hit me up, ajmacnaghten@hotmail.co.uk

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