A Poem For Obama

You buy your love with bourbon creams,
cans of beans and full cupboard brims;
steal clothes to hide a torso of lies
twist that in with teaspoon brown eyes,
deeper than any holy bible’s spine:
found in hotel drawers,
away from the preachy, needy, cast iron shrine.
Whilst the girl you’re with has nothing to give,
no family member nor money splendour,
you battle on with the train rides
cross country,
cross country train track guides.
Audiobook it; listen to it; learn it and write it,
write the letter she deserves, explaining
the ins and outs of your hidden nerves:
the nerves entitled ‘I don’t love you anymore’

**A few copies of my first pamphlet 'Homeland & Borderland' have already sold, but there are still some for sale still. They only cost 3.00 GBP with free P+P to anywhere in the world. All handmade, all self published! Check the right-hand-side pane for details.