Very Bad Archive
You Stole The Coal From My Fire
Kevin Sullivan
Love always stinks,
I know it does, I’ve lived long enough to know.
Larry never thinks.
The despair steals my happiness,
As if it was a happiness-sucking vacuum set on overdrive.
Well, I want to pull the plug, Larry.
The plug will be pulled and I will be merry.
I will be merry and live on a ferry.
Why a ferry? To be far from you.
I will be farther from you than an elephant from a mouse.
Or maybe a house,
Since elephants don’t live in houses,
Or even blouses.
Why am I so sad?
Because I hate you,
Just a tad.
From you, I have fled.
“God NoooOOOOOOOoooooooOOOOOooooo,”
I said in bed.
When I think about you, I never blink.
Why, Larry? Because you stink.
Kevin Sullivan has published since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Kevin's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Kevin's latest works: