Not So Bothered
Not very bothered by litigious things
I once did - now consigned to garbage
cans of reality in someone’s mind.
Sore feelings aren’t healed by guilt miles away;
break the negative karma caused by
PCP, broken bottles, crying faces,
bloody noses, broken jaws, sounds of
sirens blaring. Joints extinguished, complaints:
“Not me bacon boy. Stop twisting my arm.”
“Don’t I know your mum and dad, little swine.
And what’s this in your pocket - no harm
in a journey down the nick boy. A fine
this time ...” Scowling face, little changes
inside that mind despite ravaging ages.