bob's blog: "living a lie"

As I awake in a new world after an atomic storm, the anarchy in the U.K. Rages on, as the sea of love turns into rivers of blood from the dead and bloated, and knowing that know one wants to stop the hate, everyone else is living on the edge trying to beat the bullet, as they look for the promised land to get away from the misery, but to get there you have to get between the devil and the deep blue sea where the unholy tease you and the unforgiven entice you, but as you go down the road to ruin you wind up where the streets have no name, and the seasons of the sun change quick, so you gotta travel on as you reach out of the darkness to find a strange new world.

Now that yesterday,s gone I am looking at 99 ways to die, as I wait for a runaway trainto go by, I drink my cold gin to find a better way to die, and as I dream on I find myself looking down the barrel of a gun and as the hammer swings down, the seasons of the sun pass me by as I am slowly slipping into a deepfreeze to end my dreams of misery, which have me between the devil and the deepblue sea, and then everything goes black. This is a poem that I put into a contest, and was picked as a finalist, and will be put in a book by potery . com